Crazy EM

I loved her so much.  I always do.  The crazy little girl.  I fall for them easily.  I want to help them.  Take care of them.  I'm gay, so I don't fuck them.  But you know.  I don't know.  It feels good to be needed.  Although I have had times when I pulled myself away because I knew that things had gone a little to far here and there.  

I had this friend.  Em.  She was cute.  Really fun.  She's a great girl and means well.  She is destined for disaster though.  I think that her mom lived a rocky life and because of it Em suffers.  I remember this being something that we briefly touched on.  Of course the subject wasn't one of her favorites to discuss.  

We met at work.  We will both admit that we never really cared for one another before actually working in the same department with one another.  Then love ensued.  

We both thought the other was quite annoying.  We laughed about it once we each confessed.  

It started out slowly.  But then we became thick as thieves.  We did everything together.  I did wind up loving her.  I cared for her dearly but she decided to keep giving her heart out to people who didn't want to fully respect her in regards to what she deserved.  She is beautiful and should take more pride in herself.

She went crazy.  Out of control.  That is when we lost touch.  This is the point at which it becomes easy for me to walk away.  I told her to make her own decisions, I wouldn't be apart of the bad ones.  

People have to make up their own minds when it comes to dealing with the cards life deals.  It always pisses me off when people say that they have it worse than someone else.  

WRONG.  

The dealer deals.  You play your hand.  We all get dealt cards.  Figure out how to play them.

Move on.

Everyone.  In.  Sameboat.

That is how I see it.  So that is why it is easy for me to abandon people when they deliberately choose NOT to follow the path that is obviously right.

We spent most of the summer together Em and I.  We laid out at the pool.  We found a pool in a high class neighborhood that was at the lake and would drive nearly 30-45 minutes just to lay out there.  No one was ever there but it was the nicest pool to lay out at in Charlotte.  We bought these drinks called "Peels" at the store because they were alcoholic beverages with REAL FRUIT JUICE in them!  "Live After 5" in Downtown Charlotte was a regular occurance.  We had our picture taken with a tin man at one of them.  It was one of the best summers of my life and for that I am thankful.

I miss you Em, wherever you are, good luck with that, I'm all set.