Do You Love Her?

You know, it wasn’t always this way.

This place used to be ALIVE! Everyday there were important meetings, rehearsals, celebrations, god—you name it. I guess somewhere along the way things just started slowing down. And…and I mean —well shoot—it couldn’t have been that noticeable, right? I mean…I don’t know…it does seem perfectly logical to me that for some reason I could have just been outright blind to it all…I guess…*sighs*…hell. I don’t know. I don’t know a damn thing anymore! About ANYTHING!*panting* Jesus Christ!….fucking Christ….

*sighs heavily, recovers, and drops hands to sides*

**Starts to speak but pauses**

*Continues*

So, anyway!…it ain’t so good as it used to be. That’s alright though! That’s what we call, “Charecter”. Yessir, ‘that’s the stuff,’ they say…but all that other bullshit nobody ever talks about, the waiting, the wanting, the desire, the pain or the apathy—That, “stuff”…. Now that’s where the fuck it’s really at. Right goddamn there! Smack in the middle of Time Square. On the freaking Jumbotron at the Super Bowl. The scoreboard of the World Series—all of THAT shit—now, THAT’S life. That is your fucking life….Your one and only life….Only shot at really being yourself…Only shot of being your best, no matter what life throws at ya, Only one first kiss, one first car…, first love…, first “true” love. First time you ever felt something in your whole miserable existence, ya bum! And you know it!…don’t you?…huh?…yeah, you do. *scoffs* you freaking know it. And you’re keeping her all to yourself aren’t ya?! *chuckles* Every freaking bit of her! Haha! And you deserve it, man! I mean that! I really do. I mean you deserve it! SHE’S GOOD for you! And you’re probably not so bad for her either…*shrugs* …maybe…*grins* so what are you wasting your time for? Searching for my meaningless endings. *flattens expression *

That’s the point…Stupid ass… Keep you all wrapped up and busy! Never giving her the time of day. Not fooling a damn nobody!…

And speaking of nobody, she don’t need nobody, but you need her, buddy! And she’s wayyy smarter than you, so you know she knows she doesn’t need you!

…So, where does that leave us?…

Well, where were we before?

What were we before?

Who were we before?

Most importantly….And before you answer this one, pal—before you even START to answer this—you betta think long and freaking hard about it! You betta pray about it! You betta say what you really fucking mean when I ask you this!