Absence and the Heart

[fracturedficade]

--She has to go north for about a week to attend her mothers American Mrs. pageant, so tonight was supposed to be nice for us before she left. I got hold of some very high-quality vintage alchohol after work, got home, cleaned up, and waited. Alas, she never showed. I imagine she 'fell asleep' or one of the other all-too-common excuses. I am to

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[zack_garon]

I thought it to be more appropriate to stick here than in my journal as a response. I probably shouldn't be put on that immortal list. Emily and I are in it for the long haul together, and I'm going to die with her.

[fracturedficade]

--She can have it, too. Anyone on my immortality list can bring one other. If you are into experiencing life the whole way through, I can respect that. I, however, am carving my own way in this reality.

[zack_garon]

If you're feeling hurt, you're feeling hurt. If you're feeling neglected, you're feeling neglected. It's not a dysfunction. It's what is appropriate to you. In your situation I would have gone bat shit by now and either killed myself, gone with her for a day or more to help her and probably been fired from my job or told her that I'm unhappy and breaking up may be in the cards if that doesn't change. The latter's more healthy, I'm sure. While her dilema's definately a problem and definately something to be tender about, there's just a lot about the scenario that could be easily improved. Things like text messages and phone calls would, I'm sure, make you feel a little better. It's no replacement for her, but it's a good placebo until you can have her.

[fracturedficade]

I love her, man. I feel like shit at current, but I love her dearly.