There is a reason that I don't get drunk. I love getting just a bit tipsy, and getting plastered is usually a great time. But that in between stage, is the one that I loath. It's then that I transcend "happy drunk" and plow right into sad, sappy drunk.
It's then that I can think of no one else but Samantha. Everyone has a Samantha. She's that one person that got away, the one person that you knew you wanted from the moment you met them. The person that, whenever you see them, you can't help but fucking see the sparks flying between you two. But she's always just out of reach. For some reason, theres always something that holds you back or breaks you up, and it's never something that either one of you can control. She's my unicorn. The most beautiful, most awe-inspiring of all the mythical creatures...the one that can never be caught.
It's been almost two years since her and I broke up. Two years, but everytime we see each other at a party we become inseperable. There has yet to be a single time that we haven't tried to kiss each other, not a single time she hasn't ended up in my arms, but we've never gone through with it. You see, shortly after we broke up, she got back with her moron of an ex and she's been with him every since. Not because she's in love with him, but because she feels comfortable with him. She knows him better than anyone else and she doesn't want to risk getting hurt anymore. Not after everything she's been through. So she's just settled...and left me here.
I called her tonight. I left her some drunken message about wanting to hear her voice and she called me back. I wanted so badly to just tell her everything. Tell her how I felt and that I wanted nothing more than to be with her and make her happy. But I didn't. I couldn't.
Ugh. If you've gotten this far, thanks for reading my pathetic, drunken story of lost love. I'm sorry I wasted however long it took you to read this. I'll buy you all a beer or something. If anyone has anything they can add as advice, then I'd be more than glad to hear it. I thought I'd gotten over her sometime ago, and while it could be the liquour talking, she's not the last girl that I was with, but she's the only one that I think about.
I either need to get off the sauce or never go beyond tipsy if I know I'm not getting plastered.
It's then that I can think of no one else but Samantha. Everyone has a Samantha. She's that one person that got away, the one person that you knew you wanted from the moment you met them. The person that, whenever you see them, you can't help but fucking see the sparks flying between you two. But she's always just out of reach. For some reason, theres always something that holds you back or breaks you up, and it's never something that either one of you can control. She's my unicorn. The most beautiful, most awe-inspiring of all the mythical creatures...the one that can never be caught.
It's been almost two years since her and I broke up. Two years, but everytime we see each other at a party we become inseperable. There has yet to be a single time that we haven't tried to kiss each other, not a single time she hasn't ended up in my arms, but we've never gone through with it. You see, shortly after we broke up, she got back with her moron of an ex and she's been with him every since. Not because she's in love with him, but because she feels comfortable with him. She knows him better than anyone else and she doesn't want to risk getting hurt anymore. Not after everything she's been through. So she's just settled...and left me here.
I called her tonight. I left her some drunken message about wanting to hear her voice and she called me back. I wanted so badly to just tell her everything. Tell her how I felt and that I wanted nothing more than to be with her and make her happy. But I didn't. I couldn't.
Ugh. If you've gotten this far, thanks for reading my pathetic, drunken story of lost love. I'm sorry I wasted however long it took you to read this. I'll buy you all a beer or something. If anyone has anything they can add as advice, then I'd be more than glad to hear it. I thought I'd gotten over her sometime ago, and while it could be the liquour talking, she's not the last girl that I was with, but she's the only one that I think about.
I either need to get off the sauce or never go beyond tipsy if I know I'm not getting plastered.
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Double thanks man! I plan on check out the hot stonerness of Lucy later for sure. After all I need to know what she does with those motherfuckin snakes!
Again, if you were a girl.. the saying would be "the best way to get over a man, it to get under another.." scandelous as it may be.. most will agree (not so much in the sex part but to just (like plan-b said) is to get out there and meet new people)...
I will lett you in on a little known psychological phenomenon.. its call the reciprical of like.. basically what it entails is.. i show you that I like you.. and in turn you will like me.. its a beautiful thing.. so.. if you have feeling of like (or lust) towards someone.. then show it and they will in turn reciprocate it... also, the relationship that you have with this girl is a negative one.. its detrimental to your well being.. if she knows you have feelings for her.. and she has a boyfriend but continues to grope, kiss, etc. with you.. then she is doing what I talked about up at the top.. some women are so insecure that they like the feeling of being chased.. the feeling of being wanted.. even if they don't reciprocate the same feelings for that person.. they like the stroke to their ego that is associated with having someone pine for them... if you really want to make her like you.. be a dick.. sounds ass backwards.. sounds foriegn.. but as you said.. her boyfriend is a dick.. and she goes home with him at the end of the day.. cut her off.. be polite when you see her.. but say hi and go about your business.. women want what they can't have.. ALWAYS...
well.. now that I have totally exposed myself as the a traitor to my gender (my god I SO am).. I will digress by saying.. there are plenty of lovely women in the sea.. and you are missing them by honing in all of your attention to this girl.. just as you pine for her in the background I bet there is a girl in your life that you probably dont even realize aches for you the way you ache for samantha.. (god I sound like a cheesy greeting card.. oh well so do the lot of you.. its that kind of moment).. the key is to be aware so that you don't miss out on her by being blinded for someone who doesnt share in your feelings..
the best part of love.. is having someone give it back..
smootches..