Description: ok so this is tied in with the situation with my ex best friend that I wrote about in the piece "A Broken Vow" and "In a Dream". I still dont kow what to think...I was told he asked another friend of mine about me recentley but I am too afraid to try and open conversation with him.I dunno.
The "Mourning" After -------------------------------------------
You know I saw They Might be Giants
Play the other day in New York city
As always they were amazing
I just couldn’t shake the feeling
Something was missing
Who am I trying to kid
You were missing
But you’ve been gone a while
And I cant tell you
How many times I saw something
Or read something and grabbed the phone
Just to be hit by the memory
That I was cast aside
So I walk along
Fighting off the thoughts
I walk along
Trying not to mourn
The brothers gone
well I know what's going on in this one! They Might Be Giants kick more ass than an ass kicking machine in a vat full of ass. This piece touched me because I know that. And I also know what it's like to see them without your best friend.
thats the killer... going to pick up the fone or the "i must remember to tell... about this..." and then realising that in fact you wont be telling them anything... and EVERYTHING ALWAYS reminds you of that person... i ummm... i have it with a boy i loved who killed himself... everything always reminds me of him and while i was away on holiday just a coupla weeks ago i saw a shirt he would LOVE and went to buy it for him forgetting completely that he wouldnt be wearing it... i know its kinda extreme but yeah... this is what your write made me think... i hope maybe one day you and your friend can mend the rift and check out 'They Might be Giants ' together... one day... who knows... awesome write
wow... ' just to be hit by the memory i was cast aside'... perfect...absolutely perfect
my friend was right...you're very talened!
i'm going to have to read all your work now...yep going to be blind by the end of the day... just read ALL of mixedemotions00 work and a few others on post now yours...and it's only noon...holy good day at Elite thanks for sharing this heart wrenching tale of misplaced love. kelly
this i can completly relate to only in a stupid girly sorta way (excuse it) maya and i had a big blow up fight and didnt talk for months and it sucked because were best friends too and then one day i went and saw kevin devine and she wasnt there and it was one of those things she needed to be there for for me to really have a good time so i called her and let her hear and texted her about how its stupid we dont talk and pretend we dont care and then we were friends again isnt that how its gone for us eventaully you just realize your being stupid (and by you i mean both of you) this is an AMAZING peice beucase its pretty simple but conveys so much that i cant this one of my favorites ever
This, once again, brought me back to my former friendship. I am usually all for patching things up and making things happy; I don't like things to end on a bad note. Let me just say, though, that I took that step to make things okay, and it did not turn out well-even though I was under the impression (by a third party) that it would. Although, I must say, the result really pissed me off and made it a hell of a lot easier to move on and no longer miss my "friend." Now the friendship is nearly forgotton. Anyway, I understand the feeling of your loss and how things can remind you of your times together; I would advise you, if it would make YOU feel better, to go ahead and try to make amends-however, don't go into it expecting anything. Be prepared for either outcome. I'm sorry to ramble and I'm sorry if this doesn't help you. It's just that it hits close to home. I wish you luck. Keep us posted. Hey, maybe you've already had a conversation with your friend and this doesn't matter now? Anyway, I liked the poem and can relate...