weary widow marches on

[impy]

So what's it like to see that person who makes your heartbeat turn completely erratic more often than not?

What's it like to not feel like you have to cram entire years into a couple of weeks [and that's if you manage to sweet talk them out of leaving when they're supposed to] and to not be mostly justified when you're ticked that they're using one of their days [that they could be spending with you] to see another friend?

Or...

What's it like when the person you think the world of isn't swinging back and forth between completely manic and exceptionally depressed? When you don't have this feeling that everyone else expects you to step up and have some magic word to calm that person down? When the person in question also expects you to somehow work your charms? When you expect it as well?


This brought to you by weird 5am mini conversations and a looming phone call.