Unlike the Rooster, Sherlock was generous with his time and attention. He worked on the road, I was in charge of arranging his jobs. I lived close to the office. He began to visit during his breaks. It was convenient. He had a strong jaw and solid stature. We were both single. Well, technically he wasn't in a committed relationship.
He had two women in his life. One he couldn't let go of, and one he wanted to hold onto. They were unaware of each other, or that he chased every other woman he came into contact with.
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We promised each other not to develop any strong feelings towards each other. Just hang out, morning coffees, drinks after work, fun. This is how I developed my rule of three. Whether it's a relationship, drinks or a kiss - after the third time, something changes. Before you make your third move consider the consequences.
Here's a poem, inspired by Sherlock circa early 90's.
Two feet on the ground
your head in the air.
Searching for something
that will never be there.
You go out with strangers
and stay out till late.
Skull a few lagers
then call 'em your mates.
Lend a few promises.
Repeat a few lies.
Create misdemeanours
for the sake of no ties.
The journey to self
is hard for a while.
is hard for a while.
Start with the truth
and feel your self smile.
It's no fun to be loved,
if love can't be seen.
Accept who you are,
and what you have been.
Have you ever fooled yourself into loving the wrong person, at the wrong time, for all the wrong reasons?
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ReplyDeleteLend a few promises.
Repeat a few lies.
Exactly what "these Sherlock types" do. Dated a few and now a prince. You gotta kiss a few frogs!
Hi Cristina - they were my favourite two lines when I wrote the poem all those years ago... frogs yes - it's the toads that are dangerous.
DeleteI have fooled myself...we still meet up now and again, my star crossed lover and I. Sometimes it is worth the pain, sometimes not. All in all I am a better person for having experienced it.
ReplyDeleteThis is precisely why I refuse to have any regrets. If he hadn't have turned out to be such a slob (as in never picking up after himself around the house) I probably would have kept seeing him for a while longer. Reminds me of Sheryl Crow's new song - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGuwfpSg4eo
DeleteBeen there, done that! I love how you make everything sound so light and breezy, like it's all just part of life. I completely agree, but my experience was horrible and confidence shattering. I hate that women constantly think they can just fall in love with a jerk but change all the jerky parts about him! That's never worked out for me. But I loved him mindlessly. And it hurt.
ReplyDeleteS'pose... big whatever. In the end that jerk lead me to Will and now I'm (seriously) complete <3 thanks for a wonderful post x