Nick moving next door was the perfect opportunity for Daisy to discover that I lived here. She would see this amazing house, that I live in. She will wish that she had married me. She will see what she missed out on. I have always wanted her to walk in. I have always wanted her to see me and to see this house. See the way that I live, that she could have lived also. That is why I throw all of the parties. I am not into the party scene, I have never been a drinker and never wanted to be obliterated and have no recollection of my night. I watched an old friend that loved to party and I saw the toll it took on his life and that is not what I want for myself. The parties are all for her. She has always been the life of the party from when she lived in Louisville, Kentucky. I thought naturally she would just find her way here, but she has yet to. So when she comes to see Nick then she will see me. She will come to his house and see my mansion and how good for myself that I have done. She might even come to one of my parties,
It had been years since the last time had seen Daisy. To be exact five in November. I was extremely nervous, so much that I continually walked around Nick’s house. When her car pulled in I almost walked out, it took me a lot to tell Nick that I was sorry and go back home. But I knew that would be cowardly, and I had to find out what could happen. What if she was mad at me for coming back? What if even though she might not be mad at me, what if things are not the same as they were when we were younger in Louisville? I shouldn’t have done this. I should have left her alone. I should have let her continue her life the way it was. I just really wanted her to see that I was still around. That if she ever wanted me in her life again or ever needed me for any reason that I was not far that she could get in touch with me. That I am reachable. I would love for her to want me again. To remember what we had and could have been. I don’t want her to forget about me. Our conversation has been awkwar...
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