Sunday, November 21, 2010

What a difference a day makes


I should hate them really but I don’t. I am lying of course, I do hate them. She belonged to me. Now I am hurt. I never expected to be hurt so much by her choosing him. How long were we together? It seemed like forever. The truth is she became part of me. I don’t want to go into all that stuff about, touch, looks, scent, unseen things, unsaid words, the romance, the togetherness, everything. She was my life. I even thought we knew what each other was thinking. How daft was I to believe that? Clearly then I wasn’t hers. How did I lose her? I Just don’t know, and to him too. Was he better than me? Clearly she thought so. Where to from here? Can I win her back? No, no you stupid fool. It’s over. I just can’t understand that it was but yesterday when we laughed so much at the Karaoke night at the pub. She was so brave. She got up and sang "Memories". She looked so beautiful in that tight fitting dress. She had urged me to sing with her. I just wasn’t game. So she did it all by herself and what a reception she got, or was it just the dress that had them cheering? Whatever it was it is all over now. "Memories", perhaps that was her goodbye message there. What a difference a day makes.

14 comments:

  1. Hi OldEgg - this was as tight as that dress..The sense of frustration and loss was underplayed but so vivid..Jae

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  2. I like the way you didn't talk about all that stuff-touch, looks etc. and yet you made us see it all.

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  3. Poignant and beautifully written. :-)

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  4. Your highlights of things unsaid, sweet memories... well done piece.

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  5. lovely words.
    blessings for you and her.
    Happy Sunday!

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  6. Mmmmm I hope it was long long ago.

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  7. I liked the honesty of this post - "No, no you stupid fool. It's over." So many of us have gone through the same agony of wondering what it was that we did, and how quickly things can change from love to loss...Nice post.

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  8. Hi, thanks for stopping by my blog. I enjoyed your Sunday Scribbling post. I like how you say you won't go into all of it but then you do just a little by recalling the karaoke. It paints a nice picture.

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  9. Old Egg, this was a little heartbreaker of an entry. You were not daft, nor are you now. You are simply without her. (I'm assuming this is first person, and hoping I'm dead wrong!)

    Honest, touching. Thanks.

    Amy Barlow Liberatore

    PS when you left a comment on my blog, you inadvertently typed in "blogpot.com" and it took me to a way-extreme "end times" apocalyptic nightmare site. Kind of funny, because this week in church, the passage is Matthew talking about end times, but still, I don't believe Revelation was cryptic in that way. Just a funny coincidence!!

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  10. Hi Old egg....I think its a part of our life to be hurt and after that to be heal by someone....just wait until she arrives

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  11. Old Egg,

    There is such a raw sense of power from this piece. I have been there, GAWD have I ever been there. Your descriptions expressed an amazing sense of reality and pain. I don't know if this was real or made up, but it was incredibly well written.

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  12. Wonderful writing experiment, a man talking himself through the first day of a break-up. It was a very convincing monologue.

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  13. It does not matter of it was last week or 50 years ago. It is difficult or maybe even impossible to forget having a lover leave you for another.
    nice writing

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  14. She was a complete and utter fool :) Loved this piece!

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