I did some work...I shook off the monkey off my back...not before sending that e-mail though...eternal hope...women deserve a prize for being so Damn optimistic in matters of the heart.
Now I watch and wait..I have been sitting on my hands not to check my mail because I guess I may be afraid that he will not respond........and I can't deal with this pain too so I will check tomorrow when I am in a better frame of mind......why can't I just take the signs and stop this bullshit......how can I when I have asked the question and the gentleman tells me he is sending no such signals...what f---ing signals is he sending then...nothing positive....I shouldn't have sent that e-mail...I knew it was wrong from the beginning...why am I so stubborn? Why can't I just accept the reality and leave things as they are...unfinished.
There an old saying here..."patient man ride donkey"....apparently riding a donkey takes some innate skill so a demonstration of true patience is ones ability to straddle and indeed ride a donkey??? Lets just say that I'm so impatient right now that it may be more possible that the donkey would ride me.....Can I send a follow-up email to say disregard the first, or would this be admitting too much? Decisions, decisions.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
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First of all, your writing is beautiful. And it is even the more enticing as I see remnants of me in your journey. Though the funny part is he is my man (or at least that's what I tell myself), who knows he may be Mary's man when we are not together. But the reason I stay is because I can't believe that i have not been able to get one up on him. Can he be that good or is it that my game is not as strong as I believe. Write again soon, I most definitely will read and check out my blog, not sure if it will interest you but worth a glance.
I am happy to see a yardie pan di scene. Thanks for the compliment about the writing, I only wish i were writing about better things and days....I concur with you about your man, sometimes its good to just accept that reality. Unfortunately I am still in that dark place so I can make no comments on the strength of your game, having proven that my game is in fact that weak, but I will say that the proud woman in me thinks that you should stay the course....progress will come when you least expect it.
Your game is not weak, sweetheart.
As you said in an earlier posting, for every superwoman, some man out there is her kryptonite. He may be your kryptonite for a day, a fleeting moment or a lifetime, but they are out there walking about and there is hardly much we could do to evade the effects once we have come into contact. I was interested in knowing, does your legitimate man still read these postings and how is that affecting your relationship if he does? Keep the faith!
Oh no he didn't read the blog, silly me in an effort to deal before IO started the blog I resorted to pen and paper and that's what he found one day....he says by chance, not likely. But I am chilling on that invasion of privacy becuase of the greater hurt I inflicted on him. We are good....I hope. It would kill me to have lost him on account of a passing fling...never mind how deep.
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