Me and my mouth
I’ve been gone for a while. I attempted to rekindle my relationship with Nina. I’d been drinking heavily one night feeling quite lonely and came across a picture of her sweet face. I though fuck it lets do this shit. I travelled down with an address she’d given me on an e-mail a couple months before. Would she still be there? How could even show up on her doorstep? How could I do that?
I stayed in a hotel the first couple of days, I just couldn’t bring myself to face her. I had to though. So I did. I found out where she lived and banged on the door.
A man answered. A man answered. Her man. Her new man. Her old man stood there with shivering realisation. I went inside and had a chat. I said I was just an old friend.
She was stunned to see me but it was obvious that I was making her uncomfortable. I gave her my mobile number and when I left I got a text to meet her at a café the next day.
We met up at about 10:00AM the next morning. We both talked and talked about all the goings on since we had last seen her. I told her I really missed her and asked if their was any chance we could be together.
She declined. I couldn’t blame her and I wasn’t angry. I was more upset at being so desperate that I went through all this.
We left it at that but I told her to stay in touch. She promised she would.
After the café I felt rather glum. I meandered off to the seaside. It was crap weather but in a way I was glad. I stood against the railings edge with the beach sprawled out in front, the wind blew through my hair causing it to flap.
What now? I couldn’t go back home. I just couldn’t. Work rang me on my mobile but I switched it off. I threw my mobile onto the beach, panicked, then went and collected it. What a strange feeling it was. I just sat on the beach for hours and then strolled up and down the waters edge a few times. When it got dark I went to a pub and got slightly drunk, I then made my way back to the train station and just laid on one of the benches all night. I didn’t even bother getting a train. I woke up the next afternoon. A oddly long sleep I thought. Yes it was, I’d been drugged and robbed.
Everything gone. Mobile, wallet, keys….everything.
I wasn’t even upset.
I stayed in a hotel the first couple of days, I just couldn’t bring myself to face her. I had to though. So I did. I found out where she lived and banged on the door.
A man answered. A man answered. Her man. Her new man. Her old man stood there with shivering realisation. I went inside and had a chat. I said I was just an old friend.
She was stunned to see me but it was obvious that I was making her uncomfortable. I gave her my mobile number and when I left I got a text to meet her at a café the next day.
We met up at about 10:00AM the next morning. We both talked and talked about all the goings on since we had last seen her. I told her I really missed her and asked if their was any chance we could be together.
She declined. I couldn’t blame her and I wasn’t angry. I was more upset at being so desperate that I went through all this.
We left it at that but I told her to stay in touch. She promised she would.
After the café I felt rather glum. I meandered off to the seaside. It was crap weather but in a way I was glad. I stood against the railings edge with the beach sprawled out in front, the wind blew through my hair causing it to flap.
What now? I couldn’t go back home. I just couldn’t. Work rang me on my mobile but I switched it off. I threw my mobile onto the beach, panicked, then went and collected it. What a strange feeling it was. I just sat on the beach for hours and then strolled up and down the waters edge a few times. When it got dark I went to a pub and got slightly drunk, I then made my way back to the train station and just laid on one of the benches all night. I didn’t even bother getting a train. I woke up the next afternoon. A oddly long sleep I thought. Yes it was, I’d been drugged and robbed.
Everything gone. Mobile, wallet, keys….everything.
I wasn’t even upset.
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