You met him and Dora at a bistro you liked to visit, lured there by the simplicity of its design, the conversation and the genuienly mixed up characters that call it "home". You thought he was interesting but did not stop to really pay attention to him because realistically the only times you met where at the bistro, outside that you had your own life, your own frustrations. But in the comfort of that place you could be anyone you wanted to be, and no one would hold it against you because, they too, were acting out parts.
Dora struck you as a really fun easy to talk to person who appeared to have all the guyz at the "Place" clammering to talk to her.There's always one of those, you think to yourself.
With the passing of time, as is the case with human beings, you notice that you keep meeting up with him and dora-sharing space-and you think to yourself, days at the bistro just got better! Until progressively you notice that you are spending more and more time with him, you justify this, thinking "well, we are just friends" and besides him and dora probably "click more" and you are the "stand in".
And then it happens, you spend that one magical evening together, think about him on the way home, go over your conversation in detail over and over again until the threads of your memory begin to stretch and supply you more invigorating endings to the evening and you are just too excited to care.
You are suddenly the cheerleader to the quarterback, the jack in the daniels, the sun in the flower..the clouds in the sky and in those highly euphoric moments, you ask yourself what you are doing. But the feeling is just too interesting to let go, a blend of emotions yet untappered by your as yet unadventurous spirit. You chuck it all in and make "Gone with the wind" your personal motto.
He does not ask you to be his gal and yet somehow this is understood between you. You "BELONG" and yet occasionally reality hits you. with the help of your friends of course, and they start to ask you those odd questions.
1. Did he actually ask you out or are you assuming he did?
2. Is this the real deal or are you just having a fling?
3. Does he work? Does he earn enough to support a family?
4. Where does he come from? How many sisters does he have?
5. Are all his limbs intact????
6. What kinda guy is he?
He's as close to perfect for you at this time at this point in your life. You can completely be free with him. You get angry with him and tell him off 10 times and he listens to you, then asks if you can have a truce drink later. You get high for the very first time in your life and its glorious. You now know what not to mix.
With the passing of time you start to notice that he's jut not that into you.
You make the excuses, you make the time. You worry that u are not doing anything right. You worry that he really is not listening to you when you discuss "us" and then worry and finally realise that you are doing all the work and after crying a few buckets because you were sooo sure u had "found him", u let go
well, you try to let go. You still hope, in some corner of your heart, that he will come back to you, that he will become interested enough to ask you how you are doing or if everything is okay with you but with time u realise that that wont happen. It did not happen before and it wont happen again and then u realise something, you are happy.
You no longer have to worry about this person who made you worry more than enjoy your day,you no longer have to wait for him to recognise and acknoweldge you.
You are sooo much more than anything he could possibly think or know or imagine you are and then, when you have found this peace, Dora turns up again.
Dora who is everything you are not, a mirror of you...a more independent, funnier, more entertaining version of you and you cant imagine her waiting for him to call or on him for that matter and u begin to question everything u did.
Maybe if you had not bugged him. Maybe if you had not crowded him.Maybe if you had not listened to Darren when he said to hang in there as relationships are made stronger by the hard situations they endure.
Maybe if you had not even begun to kid yourself, maybe.... just maybe..
The truth of the matter remains that even if you cry over him or wail when he lets you know he is talking to Dora and having a ball... you keep asking yourself
if maybe...just maybe he did not end up with the wrong gal right from the start.
Dora struck you as a really fun easy to talk to person who appeared to have all the guyz at the "Place" clammering to talk to her.There's always one of those, you think to yourself.
With the passing of time, as is the case with human beings, you notice that you keep meeting up with him and dora-sharing space-and you think to yourself, days at the bistro just got better! Until progressively you notice that you are spending more and more time with him, you justify this, thinking "well, we are just friends" and besides him and dora probably "click more" and you are the "stand in".
And then it happens, you spend that one magical evening together, think about him on the way home, go over your conversation in detail over and over again until the threads of your memory begin to stretch and supply you more invigorating endings to the evening and you are just too excited to care.
You are suddenly the cheerleader to the quarterback, the jack in the daniels, the sun in the flower..the clouds in the sky and in those highly euphoric moments, you ask yourself what you are doing. But the feeling is just too interesting to let go, a blend of emotions yet untappered by your as yet unadventurous spirit. You chuck it all in and make "Gone with the wind" your personal motto.
He does not ask you to be his gal and yet somehow this is understood between you. You "BELONG" and yet occasionally reality hits you. with the help of your friends of course, and they start to ask you those odd questions.
1. Did he actually ask you out or are you assuming he did?
2. Is this the real deal or are you just having a fling?
3. Does he work? Does he earn enough to support a family?
4. Where does he come from? How many sisters does he have?
5. Are all his limbs intact????
6. What kinda guy is he?
He's as close to perfect for you at this time at this point in your life. You can completely be free with him. You get angry with him and tell him off 10 times and he listens to you, then asks if you can have a truce drink later. You get high for the very first time in your life and its glorious. You now know what not to mix.
With the passing of time you start to notice that he's jut not that into you.
You make the excuses, you make the time. You worry that u are not doing anything right. You worry that he really is not listening to you when you discuss "us" and then worry and finally realise that you are doing all the work and after crying a few buckets because you were sooo sure u had "found him", u let go
well, you try to let go. You still hope, in some corner of your heart, that he will come back to you, that he will become interested enough to ask you how you are doing or if everything is okay with you but with time u realise that that wont happen. It did not happen before and it wont happen again and then u realise something, you are happy.
You no longer have to worry about this person who made you worry more than enjoy your day,you no longer have to wait for him to recognise and acknoweldge you.
You are sooo much more than anything he could possibly think or know or imagine you are and then, when you have found this peace, Dora turns up again.
Dora who is everything you are not, a mirror of you...a more independent, funnier, more entertaining version of you and you cant imagine her waiting for him to call or on him for that matter and u begin to question everything u did.
Maybe if you had not bugged him. Maybe if you had not crowded him.Maybe if you had not listened to Darren when he said to hang in there as relationships are made stronger by the hard situations they endure.
Maybe if you had not even begun to kid yourself, maybe.... just maybe..
The truth of the matter remains that even if you cry over him or wail when he lets you know he is talking to Dora and having a ball... you keep asking yourself
if maybe...just maybe he did not end up with the wrong gal right from the start.
the jack in the daniels.... lol, i like that.
if it wasn't meant to be, it just won't be. and there will always be someone who is prettier, funnier, more intelligent... you just love who you are and many more will certainly love you
so true sybella..."there will always be someone who is prettier, funnier, more intelligent..."
You learn to be content (otherwise you'll go mad!)
Hmmmm, it seems I am the only one who meets less pretty, less funny, less intelligent, etc as time goes.
Iwaya was here. That's all I can say for the moment. I'm heavy with sadness.
hmmn
Tandra, u need a hug!
Jack in the Daniel's
That is way up there with Hoobastank, and company!
LOL with Sy!
Well-Written-Out T.
really!
it will someday..