Anonymous said...

"When are you going to get rid of that fool Davey and go with someone who actually cares about you?"

To put it simply, I don't know. I'm sure some part of me would like to, the part of me that constantly craves change, the part of me who wanted to move on impulse, the part of me that flirts with everything, plant, animal, or mineral. I'm sure that part of me thinks of him as a fool who mistreats me using every definition of the word, the part of me who feels used and walked on, the seemingly insensetive part of me who doesn't ever want to be tied down...

But recently, there's been an addition to the parts of me. A warm and loving, and even stable side. The part of me who wants to pride herself on being faithful, the part of me who wants to be looked up to and honored, the part of me who wants the innocent joy of unconditional love. There now exists a part of me who's perfectly okay with waiting for her love to come home because there's dinner set on the table.

A couple relationships in the past had gone sour and that part of me had been lost. Maybe I'm the fool for thinking I could try to bring it back again.

I'd like to hear anonymous tell me my life story before calling my boyfriend a fool. I assure you, he's the most recent in a long line of fools.