Making Memories of Us
He was crushed when I told him it was over. I don’t know why. It wasn’t as if he’d actually left her to be with me- although he did sing his promises to be “Making Memories of Us” over and over and over. *sigh*
And, honestly, who could blame him. It’s not like I’m the tall, redheaded bombshell that she is. But still. We, okay *I*, had dreams of marrying someday. He would cure my grief-related insomnia by singing me to sleep each night.
Well, it’s been a few years since “the break-up.” I still listen to his music, while he continues to sing…to HER. Anyway, this Saturday, will be the first time we are together in a few years. Err…or EVER! And I wonder if I will just be another face in the crowd or if he will, for old time’s sake, sing a few songs to ME.
I’m dusting off my cowboy hat and digging out my finest…
‘cuz I want him to know what he could’ve had and see that I’m happily relation-shipped with some other lucky guy who, by the way, does sometimes sing to me at night. Yeah, I’m “Making Memories of Us” — just a different us.
Posted by Juls.
Filed under Dating and relationships
Posted on Thu, 29 September 2011 at 11:37 am
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Life is a journey and, for me, running is a huge part of it. Just like a great run, it has easy and tough parts. It is beautiful at times and ugly at others. Hopefully, I will reach the finish feeling good about what I have accomplished and leave a long trail of bread crumbs to show, those that wish to know, where I have been.
Well damn his cheating heart… but enjoy his lovely voice :-)
30 Sep 11 at 7:04 am #Either way, it’s a good excuse to get those new jeans I’ve been wanting. Mine are getting a little loose.
01 Oct 11 at 6:47 am #