08/25/2011
in between the spaces when i’m not trying to remember what’s due tomorrow or my obgyn appointment or my interview at four or the way eric’s hands feel on my body, i am thinking almost entirely of tom.
it’s not always romantic and it no longer gives me butterflies, but sometimes i wish it would’ve worked. most times, actually. don’t get me wrong…i care a lot about eric and i’m happy for this and where it could possibly go, but i miss wine and black and milds and tom’s porch. i sent him a text a few weeks ago and i just sent him another, and while i don’t expect a reply because i didn’t get a reply for the first one, my heart still leaps when my phone buzzes.
all it takes is time. lots of time sometimes.
I think sometimes people come into our lives at pivotal moments which makes them incredibly difficult to let go of (hi, P). It’s all about circumstance. Also, Tom was difficult, which kept you on your toes and made the times when things were good that much sweeter. I doubt I’m helping here because you’re right, the only thing that helps is time. And someone else. Eric sounds grand.
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