100 Love Letters I'll Never Send (...you have to save some for your self) (c) 2018

"I don't feel like it," she pulls the blanket over her head. "Come on baby it is 4:30 pm."
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I walked away. As I walked passed the bathroom, I noticed a bottle full of pills on the sink. Don't recall seeing that before.

My cell phone rings. I don't recognize the number. Yet I answer anyway, "________ it's been a while. I just moved back into town. I want to catch up."
"Wow, man it has been a while Joshua."
Joshua and I talk for about twenty minutes as I drive to meet him.

Joshua's a friend from my childhood. We used to do so much together.

"When people talk about being around someone and giving your life to them. I think you have to save some for yourself. I thought about what I heard once, as well as, what I lived through. When you hang around one person and only that person all the time you eventually get tired of being around them. You go through that honey moon stage, all is great. You stop doing the things you enjoy just to spend more time with her. You put on a different face when your dating. Then when you know you got them you don't have to impress her no more. Then one day you decide that you like doing things by yourself sometimes. Throughout this process she says, 'There's space between us.' 'You never did these things before. Why are you doing them now?'" Joshua explains to me at the Gentleman's club. Reckon he wanted to meet here to prove to himself he was moving on.

As Joshua continued to explain and rationalized his divorce I thought about a mistake with you. I didn't trust you to go any where without me. I accused you of cheating all the time and eventually it led to you cheating. Or so some would say.

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