A year gone
One story, several acts of kindness.

A year ago, I split up with my girlfriend of nearly two years. Tbh, by this time, it was somewhat of a relief, as things hadn’t been right for months. We split amicably, and still spoke often, just to keep each others spirits up when we were both at a bit of a low ebb.

Then, a couple of weeks later on the phone, she asks me if it’s too early for her to like someone, I respond in the negative, she says Ok, we chat for a few more minutes, and she goes.

When I said it was ok, I thought I meant it. When I put the phone down, I felt physically sick. It was only at that point that I realised she really was gone forever, this girl I loved.

What followed was two weeks of drunken haze, I know I went to a gig in Nottingham, where a good friend set me on the road to recovery, but apart from that, I remember nothing. I was leaving work at 5:15, picking up beer at 6, and passed out by 11.

Wash, Rinse, Repeat.

As she now had a new fella, she didn’t need to chat as much, understandable really.

The problem was that we still needed to speak, and we saw each other every week as we were running a panto together, as well as her new fella being in it.

Now, I’d warned her that I was more than likely not going to make it to the next rehearsal, but I’d let her know. I realise I can, and so give her a call. Just before finishing the call, she says to me “Don’t worry, I won’t be all over him today” in a joking fashion.

It was only afterwards that I realised, she was alienating her fella, just to make me feel better. Unfortunately, in my head at that time, that meant that things weren’t going to well for them, and maybe she’d take me back? The answer was a firm no.

Later that day, I noticed she hadn’t been speaking to him much, which strengthened my resolve, when in reality, she was trying to help.

After rehearsal ends, I decide to go and speak to her, halfway across the room I’m accosted by an old mate of mine. He just stands in my way, and says “You aren’t going anywhere near her, you’re coming the pub” and proceeds to put me over his shoulder, and carry me to the pub at the end of the road. We then sat there for a couple of hours, as I poured my heart out for a while, telling him how much of a shit I felt, because I knew the reason the relationship ended was my fault, I was an arse.

We then went on to talk about football, and how dire the rehearsal had been that day.

Mike White, my friend, I owe you more than I could ever explain.

Carrie, I thank you from the bottom of my heart that you would push Thom to one side, just to make me feel a little better.

To them both, I owe them everything. My utmost regret is that I don’t speak to them much anymore.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 11:01, 7 replies)

just wondering
Did you sit in your room and play greendays 'when September ends' over and over again coz it was was the song that most matched your mood? :0)
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 11:25, closed)

Oi!
Piss Off!

Haha.

And no, at that time I was listening to Incubus.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 11:28, closed)

I think
Harry Nilsson - I can't live without you (or whatever the actual title is you know the one) would probably be more appropriate!!

;)
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 11:40, closed)

It was a mix...
The gig I went to was Incubus, so I was preparing, and 'our song' (god, how cliche does that sound) was 'I miss you'

Good god, I'm off to have a rummage to make sure I've still got male parts.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 11:52, closed)

or Roxette
Lay a whisper on my pillow
Leave the winter on the ground
I wake up lonely, is there a silence
In the bedroom and all around

Touch me now, I close my eyes
And dream away...

It must have been love, but it's over now
It must have been good, but I lost it somehow
It must have been love, but it's over now
From the moment we touched till the time had run out

Make believing we're together
That I'm sheltered by your heart
But in and outside I turn to water
Like a teardrop in your palm

Sorry mate :0) I'll get you a pint in later to make up for my cruel words.
( SpikeyPickle wishes he was mabazaritchie, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 11:54, closed)

Haha
Best. Reply. EVER!
( Devil_In_Tights the *real* DiT!, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 13:19, closed)

Hmm...
What makes it worse is that she's a singer, and a bloody good one at that.

See here - www.myspace.com/misscarrieannwilliams

And all those recordings are from when she was 16/17
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 14:26, closed)