a little light from 9/6/10

so i wrote this on september 6, 2010 on my google docs. it was from a document called, "things for kirs" and included why we don't work, how i felt about where you invested your time, and the little attention you gave me. it also included the following:

"we're much better as friends. we're actually great at it"

so i guess i resolved a looong time ago that we weren't meant to last. but i was wondering the other night—do i want you because someone else has you? or do i just miss having you with me as "my person"? yes, it sounds very 'grey's anatomy' of me to call you that, but that's really what you were, my person. my best friend, my companion, with whom i shared many laughs and looks and memories and inside jokes and many delicious meals.

anyway, i really DO wanna be friends. i just don't think we can be right now. but we really were great at it though—being friends. in god's time.

PS: blurb:
the more i drink, the less i think and the more i feel
so the less i deal
with things of fact or logic or reason
but of emotion, of passion, of the ills of the season

to drown my sorrows or add fuel to the fire
to kill the dream, the plans, "the life"
i told you i loved you, which made me a liar
i was never meant to be your wife