||Starting To Fly | Grey Daze
It's time I sat down to type a real update for one, instead of a cursory two liner.
And I have but the one topic to write about - Joe. Things were... Fuck, they are going well, because I refuse to just let him go. Perhaps I haven't been as attentive as I might have been, and perhaps a little more vicious than the occasion truly called for. He loves me and I should, I think, respect that. But he asks me to draw blood, his eyes plead...
It's no excuse to drive him to such lengths... Hate is a strong word and I know that he doesn't mean it. I'm not going to beg him to come back. Grovelling for his affection isn't my style, it's too passe, to done, over and completely dusted off. If he wants me, I will wait a while, but eventually we all move on. He wants to be with Chino and, ha, the 'Deftone family'? Well then fine, let him go. He will come crawling back, because that's what people like Joe do.
And... To listen to him, his guilt ridden angst, you'd think he was entirely the innocent party, unlovable rogue and coquettish player. Truth is, in a relationship like we have, there are rules. Joe knows this, he understands his position. When you have rules, you are supposed to obey them, makes sense so far?
Joe's never been good at that last part, that's for sure. He pushes, he argues... And he pays the consequences Those are the breaks. If he can't cope with that, if that makes him run... Well, perhaps Joe isn't the man I thought...
No one said that there was no trouble in paradise...