Friday, February 20, 2009

The other woman

Sometimes things don't fling. (For some girls I'll never meet, and have been.)

Hi. Thanks for coming. Can I get you something? You want a coffee or something? I bet you drink coffee, you seem like you’d drink coffee. I drank a lot of coffee in college. You sure you don’t want a tea or something? Thanks.. for meeting me. Sorry I don’t mean to stare. And I’m staring. Nice weather today. It’s LA I guess it’s always nice weather. I’m not used to that. I like having the seasons, feeling things. If it’s sunny what do you have left to dream of? Snow? How is he? No don’t answer that. I’m sure he’s fine. I’m sure he’s happy. I’m sure you’re happy. Are you happy?
I don’t know you, and I’m not going to assume anything.. about you. Because my imagination’s been doing that for a while, Creating this empty-outline person. To fill in. This girl. Who’s simple, not in a stupid way. But less complicated. And I realized that’s not fair. That’s not fair. because you don’t know me, you didn’t even know I existed. I’m not even the past. I’m less than that. And I don’t pretend to know about whatever it is you’ve gone through. But you’re lucky. I think you’re lucky. I don’t know you, but I think you’re lucky. Because you get to do laundry and watch movies, and have fights, and be real. And you’ll have a beginning, middle and an end. Unless you uhm-you’re lucky. And I think you should know that.
And yeah he’s difficult, and childish and everything I never knew I wanted, and maybe he’s different. People change. Grow. I just need to- no I don’t need to know anything. I just need to tell you that right now, you’re lucky. And you should know that.

Timing’s a funny thing isn’t it.

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