So, i got an invite for my friend's going away party... yes, THAT friend.
And i am over it. And i spoke to one of my girls, who said i should go... with good reason. we ARE friends. and he IS going away.
So, I went. Walking to the bar, my knees were shaking. Never has this happened to me. I swear, I had to hang on to a bike rack for a split second to catch my balance before entering the bar.
When I entered, he saw me and gave me the head nod, and smiled. I did the same. I started speaking to some friends. And about 15 minutes later he made his way through the crowd and gave me a big hug. I couldn't help but laugh. It felt so good. I missed him.
As the night progressed, I continued talking to other friends and he would come and chat with me every once in a while.
I miss my friend, and as much as i hate to admit this... I have overwhelming feelings of concern for him. Which I guess I can't pursue, since he leaves tomorrow.
I hope to see him before he leaves, but it may not happen.
Because of this, I've been in a mopey mood and stayed home... I could have watched a movie, gone bowling or attended a bbq with friends. But I don't think I'd be very much fun right now.
hugs,
T
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