• You and me could write a bad romance…

    by  • September 23, 2013 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 0 Comments

    Hi there.

    I was pleased to see you the other night. Don’t let my ignoring you fool you, you know better. I saw you scanning the crowd above my head; I know you were looking at me. It’s ok. I was looking back.

    Time, time, time, see what’s become of me…

    Nearly two years since last we spoke, and yep, it’s all still there.

    You’re still with her; I’m still with him. I didn’t leave, for a variety of reasons – I didn’t have the money, it felt wrong, I was a coward. He fought for me. I couldn’t do it. In the end, once you left, I had no reason to. Nothing’s really changed, though… Again, you know. I told you everything.

    I still want to tell you everything. That’s what I miss most. Just talking to you. I appreciated your perspectives on things, and damnit, I just LIKED talking to you. It made me smile every day. When I did see you, I laughed simply because I was that happy. God, I miss you.

    I am trying to be happy. I have my kids, and my dog, and two jobs I like (long story there). Are you happy? Because you didn’t look happy. If you were, you wouldn’t have been sneaking a look at me. C’mon, I know you. So does she. Don’t do anything (else) stupid. I let you go so you could be happy. So don’t screw it up.

    Well, I don’t know what else to say to you. I miss you. I love you. I was happy to see you. I guess that’s it.

    We could have had it all? Maybe.
    But I know that you and me could write a bad romance.

    If you read this, you’ll get it.

    With a wink and a smile…

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