2003-8-5: The Coolness of a Friend

Contrary to what the title implies, I am not speaking of how awesome my friend is. It's much more complicated than that.

So long ago I felt so special, now as I think back to the phone called placed to those that made me feel special, I weep.

Or at least I want to weep. I'm at work so I don't have that liberty.

She was so cool, so unconcerned that I had called. I felt my heart shatter as she didn't respond with any joy or any emotion at all. Am I so worthless to them?

Truly, the falling out between me and the son was just a little of too much time together. Now, no one cares.

And so, the coolness of a friend is just that, the aloof response to my joy, the crushing of my happiness and the bringing of tears to my eyes.

Thanks for listening.