2006-04-16
Forget Those Faces
It is the first time I've ever really been confused by him.
The whole night was crazy with three ex's running around me, toying with me, messing with me, making me crazy. And when you get a phone call that he's been drinking for eight hours now and needs to drive home soon... I really expected a phone call. At least just one. But he fell asleep and missed nine calls, a bunch of which were mine. And although he couldn't make up for it at 2 am when I was already sleeping in my own bed, he called me babe and told me he was sorry... that sounded nice. He called again this morning, just like he said he would, and wished me happy easter although he's going to work.
I want to be with him tonight, and forget having ever seen all those other faces. The faces of the ones who cared, the faces of the ones I loved, the faces of the ones who broke me.
oilandwater at 11:09 a.m.