Dude. I just finished a long rambly email to my ex. He and I have been talking somewhat sporadically for the past 6 months or so. I don’t know why I’m doing it. I think I would really like to be friends with him at this point. He is such a cool person! He is currently on tour with a band as the sound engineer. He is really happy that music stuff is finally going somewhere. I am thrilled for him. Although, frankly, he should be in the band–not just crew. He is a damn good sound engineer, but he is an amazingly talented musician.
I do confess that I would like to see him just to show off. He always wanted me to grow my hair out. I’m a lot happier with my looks these days. Quite an improvement over when he and I were dating. Heh. Stupid petty shit.
He wrote and performed songs for me. I still have the tapes. I listen to them sometimes. I have to smile and sing along. I was special to him and I feel good thinking about it. This is probably sick.