Monday, February 05, 2007
not-talking-about-things works
Dear heart,
i think vince and i are seeing each other again. thursday i didn't call him at all. at like one in the morning, he texted me "how was your day?" i told him it went by fast because i was a sub at a school. then the next day i text him that it was scary being in the office by myself. he texted me back with "what time are u at the office till?" i told him 6:30. he called me when i was almost off work but i missed it because i was in the bathroom. i played it cool talking to him because i really didn't care at this point. and i was still a little angry but confused as to why he is talking to me. he tells me to call him when i get off work.
i call and he's asking me what i'm doing that night. i tell him all the possibilites which were a hip hop show, manhattan beach, the pike, or pete's after-show party. he told me he'd call me around 9 when it's free and see what's up. antoinette and i ended up going to the Pike with brian from work. vince kept calling that night! he wanted to meet us up there but i just ignored his call because i knew seeing him might kill my night. so i talk to him later and he falls asleep on the phone with me. i laughed saying it was either because i was boring or he was just really tired.
the next day i had work at 7. i was a little late so i was rushing. vince called me a littl before lunch but i couldn't pick up because i was in the training. he was just wondering if i was at the office because he wanted to stop by and see me real quick. i told him i'd call him when i got off. i finally got off around 4 and he didn't answer his phone so i just stopped by.
it's weird how i think i'd "catch him" doing something if i just show up at his place. but he was just painting all kinds of genius. i sleep on his couch and he gets on the phone talking to some girl about her problems. i get up to go to my car to get m jacket. he thinks i'm leaving so he gets up and asks "what's that all about?"
when i come back in, he told me he thought for sure i was leaving. we sit on the couch for a bit in silence. i didn't want to touch him because i didn't want him to think that JUST because i came over, everything was ok. because it really wasn't. i don't know how we started wrestling but we did and he wasn't going easy on me. i have bruises to prove it! then... we started trying to take each others pants/shorts off as part of our rough-housing. i don't know at what point wrestling changed to "i want you, again." i remember laying there after and thinking "damn! what does this mean?"
on monday, i come by during my break between school and work to his place. we eat and just lay there caressing each other because we're too full to do anything. i didn't want to leave. later that night, i'm looking at some pictures of a dress i fell in love with at anthropologie
i think vince and i are seeing each other again. thursday i didn't call him at all. at like one in the morning, he texted me "how was your day?" i told him it went by fast because i was a sub at a school. then the next day i text him that it was scary being in the office by myself. he texted me back with "what time are u at the office till?" i told him 6:30. he called me when i was almost off work but i missed it because i was in the bathroom. i played it cool talking to him because i really didn't care at this point. and i was still a little angry but confused as to why he is talking to me. he tells me to call him when i get off work.
i call and he's asking me what i'm doing that night. i tell him all the possibilites which were a hip hop show, manhattan beach, the pike, or pete's after-show party. he told me he'd call me around 9 when it's free and see what's up. antoinette and i ended up going to the Pike with brian from work. vince kept calling that night! he wanted to meet us up there but i just ignored his call because i knew seeing him might kill my night. so i talk to him later and he falls asleep on the phone with me. i laughed saying it was either because i was boring or he was just really tired.
the next day i had work at 7. i was a little late so i was rushing. vince called me a littl before lunch but i couldn't pick up because i was in the training. he was just wondering if i was at the office because he wanted to stop by and see me real quick. i told him i'd call him when i got off. i finally got off around 4 and he didn't answer his phone so i just stopped by.
it's weird how i think i'd "catch him" doing something if i just show up at his place. but he was just painting all kinds of genius. i sleep on his couch and he gets on the phone talking to some girl about her problems. i get up to go to my car to get m jacket. he thinks i'm leaving so he gets up and asks "what's that all about?"
when i come back in, he told me he thought for sure i was leaving. we sit on the couch for a bit in silence. i didn't want to touch him because i didn't want him to think that JUST because i came over, everything was ok. because it really wasn't. i don't know how we started wrestling but we did and he wasn't going easy on me. i have bruises to prove it! then... we started trying to take each others pants/shorts off as part of our rough-housing. i don't know at what point wrestling changed to "i want you, again." i remember laying there after and thinking "damn! what does this mean?"
on monday, i come by during my break between school and work to his place. we eat and just lay there caressing each other because we're too full to do anything. i didn't want to leave. later that night, i'm looking at some pictures of a dress i fell in love with at anthropologie
this heart of mine was broken at 10:37:00 PM
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