(Knock knock)
Oh...hey.
No, it's not that, exactly. I just
wasn't expecting you to drop by. It's been so long...
Yeah, I guess you can come in. Have a
seat. How have you been?
Look, stop right there. I was just
trying to be a good host, I don't really care.
Don't take the hostility so personally.
I'm not really a fan of anyone these days.
(Silence)
So, what are you doing here?
You missed me?
Yeah, it is a little hard to believe. I
hate when people say that to me. It's all I ever hear from anyone. "I
miss you". But then they never call. Never stop by. Then, just
when I get used to not having them around, to handling things on my
own, that's when I'm missed. So take the longing or whatever you want
to call it and shove it up your ass. I don't need it.
Don't bring that up. You have no right
to talk about the good times. Not anymore.
Yeah, I do sometimes.
Well, I miss how it felt to be around
you, when it was still good. I felt like there wasn't a thing in the
world that could touch me. Turns out you could. It took me down hard.
I'd give anything to feel invincible again.
It's fine, really. I am over it.
Doesn't mean I wanna try to make a run with anyone else. I think that
part of me is gone.
I don't know how to care anymore. I
just feel so fucking numb and I don't know how to stop it. Don't look
at me like that. It's really not as bleak as it sounds. I'd have to
feel something to be depressed, right?
(click)
(exhale)
I did for awhile. Just started again
last month. OK, what have been up to? I was an asshole earlier, I
really would like to know.
Oh. Did he treat you alright?
I guess that's why you talked about him
in the past tense. When did it end?
Wait. It just ended three days ago, and
now you're here? What's this really about?
You've said that already. I didn't
believe it then. You just miss being with someone. Especially someone
who didn't do what the other guy did. Well, fuck you. I'm not picking
up the pieces this time.
Oh, it's not? That's how we got
together in the first place, remember? Some guy dumped you and I was
the rebound that just stuck around long after your use for me was
over. I'm not going through it again. I wish you the best of luck and
all, but I want no part of it. It's probably best if you'd leave
right now, it's going to take a long time for me to get over this
again.
Yeah, I know. You never do.
Alright...one last time.
(an embrace)
(lips meet, tongues explore)
(faces linger an inch apart)
See? I don't feel a thing. Have a good
night.
(slam)
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