Location: 14:00 yest, being poked on 33rd & Lex
Music: its bad in December When they play those Christmas songs
By the time you read this, I should be about here.
An ex popped into my head today on the drive home. She’s happily living in London with her new fella. I told her two summers ago that I would take a picture of my place and send it to her since it changed so much and she couldn’t picture it. I never got around to it.
I always think of her around this time because we traveled together for the holidays. She and I got along great but it just wasn’t right.
I really should take that pic of my apartment and email it to her but I never do. It’s kinda nice at times when people pop into your head for no reason – like they stopped by for a cup of tea or something.
I miss her; not so much the romance part but the friend part. I think that’s what I always miss with every ex.