OK sooo I have come to the conclusion that I will NEVER come at the wright time.
I have heard one to many times in my life the timeless and meaningless statments of "where have you been all my life?" and wait for it my personal favorite "why couldnt I have met you 3 (please insert the number of years most prevelet to you) years ago?"
At this point this is my responce, you did... You were just to concerned with getting your dick wet to see me. I was the one sitting there holding your hand when your grams died, I was the one laying on the floor rubbing your back when you had a slipped disc and couldnt sleep on the bed, I was the one keeping you sane when the baby momma was doing you dirty, I was the one who was on the phone with you when you were drunk and cold outside at the Renissance fair crying because you couldnt take not being loved by your wife anymore, I was the one in your truck listening to you bitch about how you just wanted to be appriciated and cared for. I was the one who was ALWAYS the best friend, I was always the goto girl, I was the one you would turn to for answers or for getting your projects done, I was the one who stayed up with you thru your insomnia, I was the one tripping around Orlando making sure you goto your appt for your back so you wouldnt be in pain, I was the one who could have cared for you.
You see you did meet me, you even had me, but I came to late, I came after you had already been in countless relationships that ended badly, I came after you had already been married and forgotten about, I came after you were to scared of ending up like your parents, I came after you had already locked yourself into a relationship of conienience, I came after after everyone. I came to late for you to see me.
You see as it turns out even after I was there I still wasnt enough to keep you. I still wasnt enough for you to not turn to the easy 19 year old scank, I still wasnt enough for you to see how happy we were because you were to used to the pain, I was still not enough for you to let yourself be care for and appriciated, I still wasnt enough for you.
Why is it that you will always choose the pain, the unhappiness, the skank, the feeling worthless, or the married woman, over the beautiful, intelligent caring girl? Why is it you will choose every other enevibaly bad situation over me?
So dont ask me "where have I been" or "why you couldnt have met me some odd number of years ealier", because I will stop you and ask this "wheres the guy who will give me, everything I have given or am giving you? Where has HE been all MY life?"
