Last night I entered the pub world of half price pizzas and karaoke with some people from work. I knew it would be hard for a few reasons - not the least of which the fact (ex)work crush boy would be there with his girl (that hurt). I'm trying, trying so hard - sometimes I wanted to look up, I resisted as much as I could and weakened only briefly. I'm certain I could feel him looking over at me - why won't he just man-up and sort his shit out, and stop giving me reasons to want to keep hanging onto that lifeless rope? Damn him. I will be strong - I am strong.
When I returned home, I had a pounding headache, which slowly lifted. And with beautiful cosmic timing, it started to rain - just softly, as if the world was weeping for me, in my absence of tears.
SB
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