Flirtation
A gleam sharing a moment
of words unspoken
heard by the heart.
A beginning to be held
of touching within
only to part.
-Harry G. Miller
I’ve been pretty out of sorts for like a week now. It started with the dream. The one about the ex-best-friend turned ex-girlfriend (kinda) turned world traveller slash super outdoorswoman slash totally off-the-grid unfindable girl. It wasn’t anything earth shattering, the dream. We were just hanging out with friends, we’d obviously been together for a while as a couple, and I was happy. I remember what that’s like, kinda.
I don’t really know what it is about her, either. I don’t know if it’s her, specifically, or our relationship, or how we parted. I’m sure it’s all those things, to some extent, but also I think it’s me, and how I let an assumption completely shape how our arc went. I assumed that there would be a point where she would be leaving to go [insert exotic outdoor adventure here], and I would be unable to make myself follow. Granted, it might not have been a good choice for me and/or we might have made a poor couple in those circumstances. But for me, having that point on the horizon led to my putting less into the relationship than I absolutely should have. I never told her that I loved her. I regret that, because I did. But moreso, I regret losing touch. At minimum I should have been there for support from afar; I would have enjoyed hearing about, well, everything.
Come back and make up a goodbye, at least.
Let’s pretend we had one.
Obviously I’d like to talk to her again. Not necessarily in a romantic sense; I mean hopefully for her that ship has sailed. Rather, simply, I miss my friend. And I think she’s on my mind again because of my situation right now. I’m regrouping, and trying to decide “what’s next”, well aware that the opportunities that arise may not be ideal, and I’ll have to make some decisions regarding my personal happiness vs the need to have a job and income and a place of my own. I don’t know how things will work out this time, either, and I wish I could talk to my friend about it.



