Friday, January 16, 2009
Friends...
I miss my friend. And I know what the real response to this statement would be if I talked with my other friends about it. "He's so mean to you." "He doesn't act like your friend." "How can you miss someone who does such horrible stuff?" But here's the deal...there were some good times. And I mean really good. We laughed insanely. We sat quietly and watched movies. We had rambling talks about nonsense. So maybe you can't get everything from one person, and that's OK. Maybe one person can't contain all of the things that we need. But the problem is that I am running short on friends. I am running low on people who I can touch and who can touch me back. I love, love, love my long distance friends. They are awesome. Some of them have been my friends for an incredibly long time and I wouldn't trade them for the world. But the lonliness is crushing. Most of the time, the weight of it is bearable. But today....today, I miss my friend.
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Can I suggest an alternate reality? Maybe you miss who he used to be, and mourn the fact that he can't be that person anymore? Kind of like me with my Mom. I miss it but I know it's bad for me so I don't go back to get bitten again by the rabid dog.
Your spotlight of wisdom, when shone with impunity is blinding. You are especially astute in all things me. What the hell?
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