Neglect

I feel terrible.  I’ve been a neglectful person for weeks now.  Somewhere in the middle of April I lost touch with her and now I don’t know if she’ll ever forgive me.  I walk past her everyday.  In fact, multiple times a day.  There she is, staring at me, leaning against my wall.  Beckoning.  In the past, I couldn’t resist her curves.  No way would I walk on by without a simple caress or touch.  Now?  Now it as if she is some cheap dime store hooker.  I barely blink when I see her staring at me.  She’s hurt, I know it.  I know to the deepest part of my soul.

I hear her on the radio.  She’s crying.  She’s upset.  Why oh why has he left me alone for so long?

This wasn’t intentional.  No way.  I have had a life long love affair with you.  I couldn’t see this coming myself.  We have been through so much together.  How could I do this to you?  You helped me through some of my darkest periods of life.  You were the wise counsel when things got hard.  I will never forget that.  You gave me so much enjoyment.  I have many memories of you, my dear.

I can’t just throw this away, can I?  The entire relationship just ended because of my lack of interest?  What kind of person am I?  Heartless.  Will she ever forgive me?  While life passes by, will we meet again in unity?  The memories flood my banks.  I love her, though I have despised her.  I miss her, though I pretend her very existence is false.

Well, after some thought.  After much thought, I have reached a decision.  I can no longer be alone like this.  I can no longer neglect the one I love.  For weeks now I have ignored her.  This ends today.  I will carry you in my arms.  I will touch you, my love.  You were my first love.

We will make more memories again, my friend.

We will make more music.

My guitar.

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