sinking heart
March 26, 2008
my heart sank. into my stomach. and my fantastically new pilates abs couldn’t catch it on its way down.
You have the balls to send me an ecard to “check up on me”, but not to break up with me in person?
gulp. excuse me while I try to organize all of the witty replies swirling around in my head.
“Just touching base in case you ever get rich”
I am rich with reasons to not reply, ever.
You will not keep me on this string. You do not keep me on this string. Or at the very least I am going to try my absolute hardest to never let you know that the last remaining string is obviously still attached- to my heart, which is now casually resting on the yogurt I had for breakfast- in my stomach.
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whatmenthink | March 26, 2008 at 4:27 pm
A somewhat tragically poetic post.
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rebecca | March 26, 2008 at 7:26 pm
found you through fish, kept reading because you have such a wonderful way of putting things – thanks. busy pretending here as well but not nearly as eloquently as you. here’s to staying rich with reasons not to reply (though tempting, i know). happy wednesday
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busypretending | March 26, 2008 at 9:52 pm
Thanks for reading. You have such nice things to say. If your hope in me isn’t motivation to not reply, I don’t know what is!
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