I hate how I don't see you but still hear about you.
So-and-so came out with us last night...
So-and-so is sooo nice...
So-and-so works in xxx...
Oh for goodness' sake. Stop mentioning him. All of you.
It's the helplessness I cannot stand. I've never been the damsel type I suppose though I'd love to be, and sometimes act the part. The downfall of the modern woman. We've been conditioned by feminism to embrace this so called equality and stand up for ourselves.
It's the helplessness I cannot stand. I hear about your comings and goings... And then what? Then nothing. I'm out of sight out of mind, while you, you linger. As though I don't obsess enough to begin with. For some inexplicable reason, I get a tightness in my chest whenever I hear your name.