Maybe I don’t wanna.
Maybe I’m just tired. I don’t feel like returning your call. You took too long to figure out what “friend” meant. I have enough people to love me. I don’t need half love.
Maybe, just maybe, I’m ready for someone new in my life. I mean really new. Maybe old . . . maybe he’s been there for awhile, hovering like a . . . what do you call that thing you can’t ignore? The elephant in the corner? Or was it a 500-pound gorilla? I don’t know, but maybe I’m ready for him. Whoever he is. Continue reading