Here it is at 2:44am and I'm sitting here waiting for the phone to ring. I moved to California, four years ago and for the first time, I find myself sitting by the phone. Waiting for a phone call. Right now, I dont care who it comes from, I just want to wake her up and let her know that everything is okay. Five years ago, I met a woman, who I like to call the other. We broke up two years ago, after three years and her moving with me to California, here we are five years later. I wouldn't call her a friend, but I did take responsibility for her life and I don't regret that decision.
When we started dating, her family asked me to look after her, to ensure that SHE was happy and safe and I took that to heart. Her entire family is Japanese and all she has, in America, is me. Hell, who am I kidding, all I have is her. Pressure, I know. I took that responsibility upon myself. And here I am. Five years later. Single, but not so much. Lonely, but not so much. Wanting more? She counts on me and I count on her. It's difficult to explain, but here I am.
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