spikethecat
On the Prowl
Have you ever felt trapped?
Caught in a place of deep emotional turmoil,
and have no one to call?
That the price of life,
is too great a toll?
The one that you love,
Doesn't love you at all?
That you make a difference in peoples lives,
but yet you make no difference at all?
That no one will ever really love you,
and you must die alone?
Everyone you ever met will say
"Where has he gone?"
I wrote that last weekend. The night before I stood in my boyfriends wedding. I really need to just purge some of this to try to get the black veil off of my life. He has been the most important person in my life for a little over 10 yrs. I don't know if boyfriend is quite the proper description for our relationship. We weren't the shout it from the roofs, holding hands on the street couple. In our fairly close knit group, no one was sure whether or not anything was going on. He lived with me for over two years before work took him to a nearby city. We didn't always share the same bed. But we did share our lives. I moved to that small town just to be closer to him. My work would keep me on the road for weeks at a time, after which I would go stay with "B", and life would be alright. When life was hard he would sit next to me on the couch and and hug me and stroke my hair and make me feel loved and life would work through itself. He has now found the love of his life, and its not me.
I love him very deeply and would give my life for his happiness. It seems that I must do just that. It doesnt require my dying (NO SUICIDE RISK). For him to have the life that he wants, I must give up the life that I want. So I stood in his wedding. She really is a very special person, I must say that I do approve of his choice except for the obvious conflict of interest.
They kindled their relationship during the storm evacuation last year. She opened her house and was host to many of my group of friends. I was not able to join them because of ......Stupidity.(I didnt evacuate till much after the storm). It seems that this storm has taken away the very foundations of my life. My home, my job, my friends, and the most devastating, the love of my life.
Many of our friends know about my sexuality, but not his. I am not sure if I am out or if its just the worst kept secret in history. I am not one to bring it up, but if you ask I will tell. Not so with "B". He has been made very uncomfortable because of being closeted. His mother (I am very close with her) knew how much of a blow this wedding was to me. She had pulled me aside years ago and told me that she was fine with however much of our lives "B" and I decided to share with each other. I guess moms always know. She was concerned that I would do something stupid or embarrassing to mar this wedding. So was I, to be totally transparent. But I did fine.
So, back to the title. The wedding was in a nearby city, requiring some travel. The new couple opened up their house for many of the gang to stay before the wedding. We made it a four day party. She has a couple of yorky terriers. (I hesitate to call them dogs, they are more like dust mops to me..lol) One of them is named mike, as am I. One of the other guests had brought their 8 month old male puppy for the weekend also. The Yorky was fascinated with the puppy and spent every minute of every day following this puppy everywhere and trying to hump it when ever it got the chance. (Kind of reminded me of Decadence fest, but thats another story for another thread i guess.) So whenever the yorky would start trying to hump the puppy some one or onother would holler out "MIKEY, DONT BE GAY!!" So getting through this awful personal dilema of the love of my life getting married, I had to endure a constant barrage of "MIKEY, DONT BE GAY!!"
so as the old joke goes
"Other than that mrs lincoln, how did you enjoy the play?"
Thank yo for the opportunity to get this off of my chest.
Mike
Caught in a place of deep emotional turmoil,
and have no one to call?
That the price of life,
is too great a toll?
The one that you love,
Doesn't love you at all?
That you make a difference in peoples lives,
but yet you make no difference at all?
That no one will ever really love you,
and you must die alone?
Everyone you ever met will say
"Where has he gone?"
I wrote that last weekend. The night before I stood in my boyfriends wedding. I really need to just purge some of this to try to get the black veil off of my life. He has been the most important person in my life for a little over 10 yrs. I don't know if boyfriend is quite the proper description for our relationship. We weren't the shout it from the roofs, holding hands on the street couple. In our fairly close knit group, no one was sure whether or not anything was going on. He lived with me for over two years before work took him to a nearby city. We didn't always share the same bed. But we did share our lives. I moved to that small town just to be closer to him. My work would keep me on the road for weeks at a time, after which I would go stay with "B", and life would be alright. When life was hard he would sit next to me on the couch and and hug me and stroke my hair and make me feel loved and life would work through itself. He has now found the love of his life, and its not me.
I love him very deeply and would give my life for his happiness. It seems that I must do just that. It doesnt require my dying (NO SUICIDE RISK). For him to have the life that he wants, I must give up the life that I want. So I stood in his wedding. She really is a very special person, I must say that I do approve of his choice except for the obvious conflict of interest.
They kindled their relationship during the storm evacuation last year. She opened her house and was host to many of my group of friends. I was not able to join them because of ......Stupidity.(I didnt evacuate till much after the storm). It seems that this storm has taken away the very foundations of my life. My home, my job, my friends, and the most devastating, the love of my life.
Many of our friends know about my sexuality, but not his. I am not sure if I am out or if its just the worst kept secret in history. I am not one to bring it up, but if you ask I will tell. Not so with "B". He has been made very uncomfortable because of being closeted. His mother (I am very close with her) knew how much of a blow this wedding was to me. She had pulled me aside years ago and told me that she was fine with however much of our lives "B" and I decided to share with each other. I guess moms always know. She was concerned that I would do something stupid or embarrassing to mar this wedding. So was I, to be totally transparent. But I did fine.
So, back to the title. The wedding was in a nearby city, requiring some travel. The new couple opened up their house for many of the gang to stay before the wedding. We made it a four day party. She has a couple of yorky terriers. (I hesitate to call them dogs, they are more like dust mops to me..lol) One of them is named mike, as am I. One of the other guests had brought their 8 month old male puppy for the weekend also. The Yorky was fascinated with the puppy and spent every minute of every day following this puppy everywhere and trying to hump it when ever it got the chance. (Kind of reminded me of Decadence fest, but thats another story for another thread i guess.) So whenever the yorky would start trying to hump the puppy some one or onother would holler out "MIKEY, DONT BE GAY!!" So getting through this awful personal dilema of the love of my life getting married, I had to endure a constant barrage of "MIKEY, DONT BE GAY!!"
so as the old joke goes
"Other than that mrs lincoln, how did you enjoy the play?"
Thank yo for the opportunity to get this off of my chest.
Mike


























