I've actually had very few full-blown breakups over the course of my romantic career. A few, of course, and they were fraught with the usual recriminating, ugly bullshit, but I just kept on keeping on and found that "next girl."
The bulk of it has just been assorted women fading in and out of my life, and I theirs, at different levels of intimacy until they just stopped fading back in and went on to do whatever it is they do now. I've been with my share of emotional basket cases and creepy bitches, yeah, but a lot of the women I've known we're quite wonderful, and they have left me with a smile that returns every time I think of them.
I don't like to to speak ill of any of them because, truth be told, I'm a fucking piece of work myself and maybe what those women and I gave each other during the time we had was just what we both needed. I don't know anymore. Being in the industry I'm in has always helped me meet women, but I got a lot of attention from women even before I started playing out fronting bands and working rock concerts as an engineer. Much like Kajun, I could never say no to a piece of ass, though, and that's not as interesting as it sounds.
I used to pull like a ten ton electromagnet back in the day, but.... *sigh*. Now that I'm getting older and to the point where I'm held together with bailing wire and gaff tape, things are pretty quiet in love land. There are a couple of women I would really like to see again, even if just for coffee and laughs. Some would be met at the door with a crucifix, garlands of garlic and a wooden stake. Most of them... I can't even remember their face, let alone their name. Just vague, swimmy memories.
It's never easy, having a relationship. It's a lot of work and meeting in the middle, but I always figured that if you're with a person and you say that you love them, then that comes first and you work everything else around that. The women I have cared for that shared that philosophy have filled my time on this mortal coil with some beautiful memories. Thank you ladies. Think of me sometime.
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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.
