December 2010
6 posts
“There is no greater heartbreak than the one that comes from whom you least expect.”
—You taught me that.
“I have nothing to offer anybody except myself.”
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You should call/text him. I feel like most girls could find a guy and make a connection and let it pass them by because of this antique notion of male chivalry or 50’s feminism that says that only the guy is suppose to make the moves or pursue etc. Nada que perder ya know? eh, pero que se yo?Math Teacher: I liked him. Which means he’s not going to call me for a second date, of course. Dinner was nice. We’re definitely on the same wavelength politically. I think there was some chemistry, but I didn’t get the “I’d like to see you again” at the end of the night.
But I think now I know…
Loss
I used to write a lot and then I met a girl and lost her and just couldn’t write anymore.
I then met another girl who said the most wonderful things to me. The weekend when I could see it ending I wrote briefly in the book I was reading. I think of it as the remnants of what was leftover.
Then I met a wonderful girl who wasn’t who I thought she was and lost yet again but this time in the most disappointing matter. “Left an empty shell of me.”
It’s easy to see the loss of appeal I am enduring. Yet, the only thing I have lost is myself. I just can’t find myself. I don’t know where I went.
*And while I love writing, for me it was always about love and sadness. I got tired of writing about that, or maybe just scared to revisit them, I am not sure.
In love and in sadness.
