...from the mouth of the lyricist himself: Why are you so upset? Yes, It's been two weeks since I really talked to you for any length of time. I saw you last Sunday night for a while (when I realized the person I cancelled on you to meet with didn't show up after all). I know I'm leaving town on Monday, but I said I would find time to see you on Sunday night (even though you will be at work early Monday morning...).
He can't see me tonight because he has to go to a concert. It's a local hip hop show. He MET ME at a local hip hop show. This is where the dots failed to connect. I could have very easily been included in this activity and I would feel considerably less sidelined as a result, but yet again, the follow-through gives way and I am left with not enough contact with the guy to feel like he cares. Ironically, I explained this phenomenon to him after we first started talking, (that guys fail to keep in touch with me after the "new girl" wears off) and his response was "how could anyone do that to YOU?" Ha! Now he joins the ranks as the newest member of the group. Congratulations, Sam. Maybe you will get a membership card or something. I don't really feel like waiting around to see what happens.
Oh, and just to put icing on this cake: Mike talked with me for a short while last night (finally), and explained that he does think about me a lot. He just doesn't call....Thanks! That was precious!
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