i_am_ghost

I totally forgot about Something For Kate. Well, that's not entirely true. I didn't forget they were there. I didn't even forget to acknowledge them in at least my top 10 favourite bands ever. I'm realising that it was my feeling music before all of the other stuff came along. I lost it when I subconciously associated listening to and loving Something For Kate with Brittany. When she came over I was proud to share them with her, and proud to have introduced her to something that she loved so much. We saw them together. I remember standing outside the club waiting in line with her, both so excited. I have so many of those sorts of memories that I've surpressed for the past almost year and a half.

That is until yesterday. I'm not sure if I'm entirely happy with the fact that I'm most probably going to have to have her back in my life in some form or another. When it ended, I felt so completely fucked over and fucked up for so long. I gradually became O.K. with everything. Sunday morning I was content with where I was. Sunday afternoon I was hungry and miserable.

It's not fair of her to let everything out now after so fucking long. It's not fair to tell me that your husband, who awoke from sleeping on the couch in the lounge, wants to go to sleep, so I love you and goodbye. Of course I feel the same, but I can't be O.K. with saying that. I can't even be O.K. with hearing that. All the mean things I wanted to say have passed. All the new mean things I want to say in retaliation to this are only going to hurt the both of us.

I just want Something For Kate back.