I had thought things were getting better. I guess I thought wrong.
She said, "You're just being overly dramatic."
I'm just telling you how I feel. The thing is, I'm not being dramatic at all.
And that was how we said good night.
***
How do we proceed with any kind of relationship? I guard against thinking too much because this is my weakness, my failure, my open wound. I tell myself to stay calm, to not argue, to let things be, to let things fall away.
And she was correct - I was being overly dramatic.
What are my options? To get mad? To huff and puff? To force a conversation?
Oh
Old habits die hard
When you got
When you got
A sentimental heart
Piece of the puzzle
And you're my missing part
Oh, what can you do
With a sentimental heart
Dear Zooey, you are my excuse to blog about myself.
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- I used to work as a copywriter for a small PR firm. I had to give that up. Now I'm trying to freelance as a graphic designer. I still watch Wallace and Gromit almost every other night.
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