An unexpected answer

John Steinbeck once wrote: ‘Change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.’

Staying home alone on a saturdaynight, I put on a DVD of the CW’s “One Tree Hill” I taped a while ago. Just to take my mind off of the struggles in my brain, and maybe because watching Bethany Joy Lenz-Galleoti is a visual treat after a week of troubles, as well.

Five minutes past midnight, Norah sends me a text message: ‘I don’t want to fight, I just want to know why…Sweet dreams, Norah’
Why? Her question makes me think. Why do feelings change? Why do we say: ‘I’ll wait forever,’ and mean it, but still stop waiting after two years? I don’t know…but she’s right, she deserves answers.

An answer comes, from the most unlikely source, as my attention gets drawn to my television.

and so I use the words that expressed exactly what I have been feeling, being the man on the side:
“…but it never seemed like you missed me, and I guess because of that I stopped missing you…”
and Norah messages me back, as if she’s watching the very same DVD:
“…Adam…I’m sorry.”

Yeah, me too…

2 comments so far

  1. libby on

    Hi Adam, thanks for stopping by. I like One Tree Hill too! Glad you seem to have found some closure with your situation.

  2. dorine on

    I wish I could get an acceptable answer from my ex.. when you have to make up your own answers it’s often even more difficult to deal with it.


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