Broken Rambles

Part 5 damn

I couldn't escape the torment.

The guilt.

The anxiety.

I could no longer be friends with him.

He could no longer be friends with anybody.

The now girlfriend was so insecure.

She was hurt.

She scowled at anyone who even talked to him.

He didn't have any friends.

She talked about marriage.

She talked about being forever.

At some point it felt like that part in the little mermaid.

When Ursula became beautiful and sang with Ariels voice to lure the Prince to her.

Then put a spell over him.

It was just never ending .

The senior year.

It didn't get any better for me.

It just kept getting worse and worse.

More and more people felt like I was annoying.

I kept hearing from people how bad I am.

How I'm harmful.

But I still had one friend.

My islander friend.

Around the girlfriends 18th birthday they get married.

She asked him.

Neither of there parents approve.

The parents hate one another.

I had random people tell me, I can't wait for there divorce.

"You and him would have been perfect."

But really these people were his ex bestfriends and the "wife" wouldn't allow him to have friends.

They were just mad.

Damn.

She was a junior and dropped out. She stayed home.

He started to work to afford her.

She stayed at there apartment and didn't go to work.

She didn't trust him.

Thought he might cheat on her.

She didn't want to get hurt.

She never graduated.

But he did.

Highschool graduation

He came up to me on that night.

And told me congratulations.

I said it back.

Guys started to hit on me that same night.

Complimenting me on how nice my ass is.

Or how they would tap that.

He defended me.

He started talking big saying he would beat them up if they kept talking.

He turns and ask me if he could beat them up for me.

I laugh.

I say no.

He's wife comes in.

Glares at me.

I leave.

It's bad to be involved.

Now when I see him in this small town I live in. He says weird things to me.

He would stumble and mumble or trip it was always awkward.

My thought process.

Why is he being so weird around me.

With other people he's so normal.

I don't want the answer.

He works 2 jobs.

So he can pay for rent and water and car payments for him and his wife.

I see him.
It's so weird.

But, I hope he's happy.

He doesn't look happy anymore.

I've been friends with him.

I know what he looks like sad.

Me and my friend Will be traveling either next month or in May.

Hawaii.

New zealand.

Marshall.

Kiribiti.

Australia.

Japan.

China.

Being in this small town always forces me to see him.

I always avoid him

I can't get involved.

It would be wrong.

Damn.

Damn.
Damn.

I have nightmares of him.

It's bad.

The dreams are to good to be true.

There to happy.

That's what makes them bad.

I cant sleep.

I'm ready to leave.

Cause damn.

I didn't think I liked you this much.

But I regret it.

Damnit