Today I talked to Car.
Car is one man who will love me till end of my life and whom, try as I could, I can never love. Not after his freak out.
Car is one man who is a close friend. So when Bloyer vanished without so much as a goodbye, I wanted to call him up, and cry on his shoulders.
I sent Car an email, more of an SOS. But he doesnt call. I feel bad. I lost the man whom I thought was my soulmate, and now I lost a friendship.
But there were other, new friends who were as caring. I got functional. And Car called me when he finally saw my email.
What is it about?
I dont want to talk about it. Im fine now. Lets talk about our work.
Ok.
Two minutes later, I was telling him about Bloyer. How I felt when I received his emails. How I loved his blog. How I deleted each and every bit of info about him, defriended him, and yet my treacherous memory bring back every bit of conversation, every intense feeling, and his email ID to me uninvited.
Car listened.
May be you need to drop him an email once more. Feelings this strong should not be left alone.
No! I was angry at my fellow romantic, telling him how the rest of my friends wanted me to walk away from the carnage. Why does he want me to go back?
But still, he knows me well. And my guardian angel believes in second chances. But I need signs. I need symbols.
If between sleeping tonight and reaching home tomorrow after work, and if any of the following two conditions are fulfilled:
1) if I see a Vertu phone AND a Land Rover AND a Dalmatian - in real life ( incl dreams) , not in pictures or on web and recognize them as such
OR
2) I get a comment on this blog, on any post
I will email him.
If it is meant to happen Car, I will get the signs. If not, I wont.
Car is one man who will love me till end of my life and whom, try as I could, I can never love. Not after his freak out.
Car is one man who is a close friend. So when Bloyer vanished without so much as a goodbye, I wanted to call him up, and cry on his shoulders.
I sent Car an email, more of an SOS. But he doesnt call. I feel bad. I lost the man whom I thought was my soulmate, and now I lost a friendship.
But there were other, new friends who were as caring. I got functional. And Car called me when he finally saw my email.
What is it about?
I dont want to talk about it. Im fine now. Lets talk about our work.
Ok.
Two minutes later, I was telling him about Bloyer. How I felt when I received his emails. How I loved his blog. How I deleted each and every bit of info about him, defriended him, and yet my treacherous memory bring back every bit of conversation, every intense feeling, and his email ID to me uninvited.
Car listened.
May be you need to drop him an email once more. Feelings this strong should not be left alone.
No! I was angry at my fellow romantic, telling him how the rest of my friends wanted me to walk away from the carnage. Why does he want me to go back?
But still, he knows me well. And my guardian angel believes in second chances. But I need signs. I need symbols.
If between sleeping tonight and reaching home tomorrow after work, and if any of the following two conditions are fulfilled:
1) if I see a Vertu phone AND a Land Rover AND a Dalmatian - in real life ( incl dreams) , not in pictures or on web and recognize them as such
OR
2) I get a comment on this blog, on any post
I will email him.
If it is meant to happen Car, I will get the signs. If not, I wont.
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