“IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM
WITH HER PERSONAL LIFE
YOU MIGHT AS WELL
GET THE FUCK OUT!”
I categorically deny
that THAT was me
on that TV LAND show
saying THAT
to the guy
trying to pry his way
back into Hollis’
panty puddin’.
My friend Hollis
was contacted
by an old flame
for this stoopid-ass
Reality Show
called
First Love, Second Chance.
I didn’t realize
the depth of our friendship
until this Obtuse Element
from her past
reared his bald head.
He was a nice guy,
he couldn’t help it.
He was born THAT way.
So,
the program
aired
and it has my big head
tearing THAT BOY
a new one.
I was impressed
at how MACHO
I am!
jaj ajajaj
I was overly protective of her,
even though she drives me
totally BATSHIT sometimes.
I lied;
Most of the time.
jajja jaj
There is something about time,
and history,
and balance,
and memories,
and our joint adventurous spirits
that keeps us
continually connected.
We are intrinsically
intertwined in each other’s lives
from now until eternity
(unless I kill her first).
I don’t believe
in totally letting go
of friendships.
I grieve bad
when the circumstances
of a close connection
requires that the other person
never can come around
any more.
I mean,
if there was love there once,
then I believe it can transform
into something else,
carrying with it
the love that we had
for each other.
Friendships change,
they grow together,
they grow apart,
people change,
they leave,
they return.
The beautiful thing
about our friendship
is that I can call her
A BITCH
and totally mean it.
She can call me
A LOSER
and totally mean it.
We are both totally correct,
and 100% incorrect.
Sometimes in life
the greatest gifts
I’ve ever stumbled upon
were from people who,
had I known what a
pain in the ass they were;
I would never have made
that initial connection.
Don’t assume
that I am
talking about Holis
now.
Lots of People.
Through this Jerk,
I connect to this
incredible deal
on something.
Through that Big Bore,
I find out about
something very exciting.
I try to look
at everyone I meet
as a potential conduit
to something
that we can learn
from each other.
We all give something
to each other.
I’m learning to accept gifts
from everyone I meet,
and not have expectations
of getting the full package
from one person.
Thank God,
or Hollis and I
would have killed,
or left each other,
years ago.
Between me and The Bitch,
it’s all about love.
Somebody has got to Love her.
