Question
(its not quite Thursday, but whats 55 minutes)
I didn’t know it was a relationship. But it was. And it lasted two years. We never did any relationship stuff. Anniversaries were never marked birthdays disregarded. Yet I remember so many of our conversations down to the smallest detail. I was never completely comfortable with you. Now I can say that is was part of the appeal.
I tell people some of our stories, the biting things I said after thoughtless things you did, to shock them to show exactly how unfeeling I could be. To prove to them, and me what I had been trying to prove to you.
Five years ago I was a different person
Three years ago when I called, and said, “Don’t talk to me, you never knew me” I heard the surprise in your voice, the shock. From your words then I began to suspect that I had meant something, you just were never able to show me what.
The person who called you three years ago and the person you slept with last night are very different.
You seem unchanged; perhaps you still can’t show me what I mean to you. But, Perhaps this is all there is to you while I have grown up.
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