I'm a little excited about the coming few weeks.
An old friend from high school will be coming into town for a visit in a few weeks. I would normally be excited to see anyone from high school since it's been almost ten years, but I'm a little more enthused about this one. See, she was one of those girls that got away.
It was your typical boy-meets-girl/girl-doesn't-like-boy/they-become-friends, then-enemies/then-friends-again kind of relationship. The part where she didn't like me was pretty bad. The part where we had a pretty big fight was even worse. I was pretty broken up about it. But I came through for her at a party sometime later and was instantly redeemed. Then when I first moved to New York, she was there for me during my time of need. So we've been cool ever since.
Actually, we've been "friends" since the 8th grade, but I lost touch with her over the last 7 years or so. Over the last two years, though, I've called her a few times for her birthday and have chatted with her here and there.
I spoke to her today for a belated birthday wish and she brought up the fact that she'll be coming into the city soon. She invited me for a drink.
It's funny, but after all these years, I still want to see if we can hit it off. Even though we live, like, 3000 miles away from each other. But I want to see if I can get her. Just so I can say that I can. Or I did. Yeah! I got the girl that got away! I'm fuckin' pimp, man!
It's like I have something to prove. I've noticed that. I think somewhere inside of me is a guy who has a big chip on his shoulder and wants to take on the whole world just because of it.
I don't even know what she looks like or if I'll find her attractive, but a part of me still wants her.
Just to get the last laugh.
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