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Who pays the price? Location: 22:23, 57th and 8th Avenue Mood: alone Music: There's a somebody I'm longing to see  Me: If I didn't know better, I'd think we were happy couple. Her: (long pause) We were. Thanks for all the well-wishes; got me through a rough day. Worked until 1AM on my birthday. S'ok cause I did a lot of living this past weekend. SX came up from Philly to see me and I showed her my city. Saturday night we hit up a party that my friends Paolo and Cindy threw for me. Do you remember that last scene from It's a Wonderful Life where Geroge can't believe all the people that came out for him? Sorta how I felt. On Sunday, SX and I grab brunch around the way. Then she gets ready to go. It's terribly sad. Terribly. My self-sabotaging's pretty much train on time. Her: It's funny, I feel like we're breaking up and we were never together. Who knew I'd find a 35 year-old womanizer appealing? (pause) I like you, Logan. Me: I like you too. Her: (pause) Will you write about me?Me: I like to keep some of my private life private. (pause) Do you want me to? Her: (long pause) Yes. I want you to write about this weekend.Ok then. This weekend I had a beautiful girl come visit me for my birthday and we had an absolutely amazing time. But I discovered that I'm a lousy womanizer. Cause Paul and I stick to two rules:
I sighed this past weekend and SX asked me what I was thinking. I just smiled and shrugged. But what I was thinking was that, My head knows I'm doing the right thing but it's never my head that pays the price. She picked up her bag, shut the door, and walked away. And here I am again. Labels: dating, goodbye, single life, venn diagrams  Subscribe!Permanent Link :: 3 comments ::
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