There once was a girl from Fredericton. We met, we dated, we had tons of fun.
I saved her life on our second date and she took care of mine a little down the line.
The makings of a long future, I was sure we had and with a beauty like her that wouldn’t be bad.
A little while later she done me wrong but she was so great I wanted more dates.
Too soon to blink she done wrong number two and it tore my heart out like the time before.
That was the end of a good thing gone bad, I ran and I ran from what we could’ve had.
And now when I think of her all these months later, it’s a lonely night in Halifax and I’m still sad… —A guy writin’ late night limericks
This article appears in Jan 13-19, 2011.
You didn’t run brother; you walked away from something that wasn’t right. So, which is worse?
The constant grinding toothache pain of loneliness; or the kidneystone agony of being fucked over by someone you cared for. Whichever, I hope you find respite from it.
“Another town another place,
Another girl, another face,
Another truce, another race,
I’m eating junk, feeling bad,
Another night, I’m going mad,
My woman’s leaving, I feel sad,
But I just love the life I lead,
Another beer is what I need” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fb3zSgxMuug
Lonely nights you only think about the good and think about the person you “thought” they were in love with. Remember that she messed things up and you deserve better.
I use to spend a lot of night wishing things were different with me and my ex and then one day we tried again and I realized why It didn’t work. Find something to take your mind off her.