I hear that song. One of our songs. It’s my ringtone for now. Up until i get tired of hearing the first 9 seconds of the song play, constantly. Well I don’t get that many calls, so it’ll probably be around till I find another song with a catchy intro. Hopefully it’ll be another one of our songs. Our…. Us…..shush….
Pick up the phone, already – he thinks.
“What you been upto in your little cubicle, two hours away from me?” he asks.
“Nothing….just finished season two of Arrested Development.” I say.
“No. Really?…really!? Woman.”
“Yeah….don’t judge me…”
He raises two arms and one eyebrow and takes a step back. “Not judging, just saying, maybe you should do something else with your time?”
“I do plenty with my time. Like finish seasons of series.” I grin, stupidly and add, “Time I got, Life I don’t”
“You have a life,” he says, defensively. Defensively and sweetly. “You have me.”
I never had you.
I had, and I have us.
You have us.
We have us.
And that’s plenty more than I could have asked for, and plenty I should be grateful for.
But I never HAD you, and you never HAD me. That, my friend is the most worthy insight I have HAD in a long, long time.
” Oh did I not say that out loud?”
Two hours away. Such a ridiculous distance.