Sunday, November 18, 2007

C

How do I begin to explain C. She is intelligent, beautiful, funny. She also is nuts. We started as friends and we are back to being friends. In the middle, we dated including living together for almost 3 years. We broke up almost 5 years ago. She likes things to be very structured and organized. She has always been the most financially secure person of her age. She and I both have our issues with ourselves, and with each other.

Her biggest issue with me is my job and the amount of time I spend on the road. Looking back, I think I took her for granted and never made her a priority (to steal a friends line there). We share things with each other that we haven't shared with anyone else. When either of us have a problem, we consult the other. Subsequent Significant Others of course haven't liked that she and I still talk. Her boyfriends and my girlfriend haven't believed that we're just friends. She travels for work often as well. She doesn't handle travel problems well. She was in NY this summer and due to weather, couldn't fly out. She asked if I could help to find her a hotel room, and I tried, but there was really nowhere available. I mean even the 5 star hotels were all sold out. I offered her to stay at my pIace and arranged for her to be picked up by the same car service I use. She ended up spending the night, in my bed. Nothing happened. We're just friends. Heck the last year we were living together and dating, that's all that we did. Share a bed together. No one who would see us together would believe that.

Looking back at it, we just drifted together from our friendship, and then drifted apart. We had gone to several weddings together. It was after wedding 20 I think that we had a talk. It just wasn't working out. We weren't heading down that path. I was never home enough for it to work. Do I have any regrets about that. I don't know. I don't think so. I learned a lot from the relationship, and if I had to make the decision again I don't think I would change a thing. It was her that initiated the talk. Something from the movie The Departed "If we're not gonna make it, it's gotta be you that gets out, cause I'm not capable. I'm fucking Irish, I'll deal with something being wrong for the rest of my life. " That pretty much describes me.

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