Saturday, August 01, 2009

4 AM and She is in my Head

I woke up a few minutes ago, and even though I can't remember them, I know what I was dreaming about. How can somebody get so completely in your head that even a year after you said good-bye, they are still there? Even if this person was somebody you knew was no good for you, why would you still think of them on a daily basis? I can only stab at the answers like an untrained, marooned city farer would try to spear a fish with a stick, hopefully not spearing himself in the foot in the process.

I've wondered if she's still there because I haven't found a good enough distraction.

I've wondered if she's still there because I see all the missed opportunities.

I've wondered if she's still there because we still have some part to play in each other's lives.

I've wondered if she's still there because I am truly obsessed.

I've wondered if she's still there because of some crazy mixture of all the above.

Whatever the reason she's there, I miss her and suppose there may be some part of me that always will.