If there was any doubt in my mind, all of it was cleared up. They say a madman is insane because he has no defenses, no filters. He sees the world the way it really is, while the rest of us, the “sane” have filters and defenses to keep ourselves just a little oblivious.
Last night, all my filters were stripped away. There will be no reconciliation, no friendship, no nothing. Just a lot of hurt. Spending the last few months trying to hold on while she’s been spending it moving on. Neither of us can win that one. She wants me to get on with it, I want to go back. We’re both killing each other, and neither of us can have what we want.
So, we just can’t see each other, can’t be together, can’t meet at mutual friends’ gatherings. All we can do is be grateful for the time we had together and get on with our lives.
Jimmy’s on the iTunes, singing to me.
Drink it up
This one’s for you • It’s been a love cruise
Sorry it’s ending • Yah it’s sad but it’s true
It’s been a lovely cruise
These moments were left with • May you always remember
These moments are shared by few
There’s wind in our hair • And there’s water in my shoes
It’s been a lovely cruise
Those harbor lights • They’re coming into view
We’ll bid our farewell much too soon
So Drink it up • This one’s for you
It’s been a lovely cruise
Mine’s mead and whiskey. Breaking my sobriety. Got to. This once.
Bein’ an Irish viking ain’t always easy.
Drink it up.