I enjoy phone calls or conversations where "I'm going here with whomever tonight" isn't so tough to say. I've had numerous nights where I'd be working and think that she was at one place, then lost complete contact through unanswered calls and unreturned messages only to worry endlessly until I fell asleep. I don't think of it as an obsession or "stalkerish" - just respect in a sense. I have a needlessly worry side to me and it seems that no one I meet cares to take it away. Too many nights I can recall worrying myself to sleep wondering where she was or who she was with - sometimes out of jealousy but moreso out of worry. To me it doesn't seem all that hard to pick up the phone call, but maybe I'm wrong. If the reason for not calling is due to the fact that she was passed out drunk that opens up a whole new area - which I've been through and haven't really enjoyed.
I think its mostly the thoughts that race through my head when she doesn't answer the phone at 2am. I start worrying and wondering if something happened to her - and then go to the upset jealous me. That part comes when I think about her out partying and being irresponsible, completely loaded, hanging out with "friends" whom I've never even met. Maybe it's just me being an idiot, but I like to think that I'm caring and it would be appreciated and not go unnoticed as it has all too many times. Worry my life away .. That's what I do. I'll be in my coffin one day still worrying ...
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