Are you happy God? With this fucking monkey paw of a life you've given me? With this torturing half-measure I keep living every day? Why can't I have it "all", when all I'm asking is nothing beyond what other normal people have, when I've done the work and I supposedly deserve to have what I've wanted all these years?
She messaged me today. It was a mixed blessing. It shows she somehow still cares, enough to remember my birthday and break the silence to reach out and say something nice, but the distance is evident. She was my Michi, I was hers. We were so close, we talked all day, every day, about everything. And now it's just...fragments, a stupid and clumsy dance I KNOW YOU LOVE DANCING MY MICHI I KNOW AND THAT'S WHY I PAID FOR THOSE CLASSES BECAUSE I WANTED YOU TO HAVE FUN TO FEEL A PURPOSE TO FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS, I mean, clumsy and stupid dance full of precaution, like a fucking minefield.
WHY THE FUCK DID I LIVED THROUGH 8 YEARS OF LONELINESS AND HEART BREAK AFTER A 5 YEAR RELATIONSHIP THAT ALMOST KILLED ME ONLY TO END UP HERE? TO KNOW LOVE AND HAPPINESS AND TRUST AGAIN AND FOR IT TO BE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME WHEN I WAS STARTING TO REBUILD MY LIFE???
I'm sorry. I know I have good friends, people who love me, I got amazingly loving messages today. And yet, I can't have what I want. I'm told all the time I'm a good guy, I'm smart, a good son, a good colleague, a good friend, but it's always love, like Moby fucking Dick, always eluding me no matter how hard I try or how good I am. I will never be enough. I wasn't enough for my Michi. Part of me feels about to forget her, wants to feel hope, but what has changed? Absolutely fucking nothing, I have no real reason to have hopes when life took away the most beautiful person I've met, right when I needed her the most, after all those years of waiting and trying.
Life is a fucking monkey paw.