She don't text her friends and say, I gotta get laid tonight
She don't say, it's okay, I never loved him anyway
She don't scroll through her phone just looking for a Band-Aid
It's different for girls when their hearts get broke
They can't tape it back together with a whiskey and Coke
They don't take someone home and act like it's nothing
They can't just switch it off every time they feel something
A guy gets drunk with his friends and he might hook up
Fast forward through the pain, pushing back when the tears come on
But it's different for girls
She don't sleep all day and leave the house a wreck
She don't have the luxury to let herself go
She won't call just to curse, find a wall, she can push
When the going gets tough, yeah, the guys they can just act tough
It's different for girls when their hearts get broke
They can't tape it back together with a whiskey and Coke
They don't take someone home and act like it's nothing
They can't just switch it off every time they feel something
A guy gets drunk with his friends and he might hook up
Fast forward through the pain, pushing back when the tears come on
But it's different for girls
It's different for girls
Nobody said it was fair
When love disappears, they can't pretend it was never there
A guy gets drunk with his friends and he might hook up
Fast forward through the pain, pushing back when the tears come on
When the going gets tough, yeah, the guys they can just act tough
So tough
It's different for girls
It's different for girls
Let's just say it's been three weeks. I say that because it was three weeks ago yesterday when he kissed me last. It was after a softball game. For a team that my bar sponsors . The team that lead him to me. But that's not really that weird, there are just somethings in life that happen and you will never forget. I can tell you the last time I kissed He Who Shall Not Be Named, The Champ, and Mr. Smitten as well. But with them I knew the last time would be the last time. The Great Pretender took me by surprise. They lost the game, He had to work that night so he was going home to take a nap before his shift started, We walked together to my car which was parked next to his truck. He leaned in a kissed me goodbye like he had every other time we parted ways. Like something he didn't even think about just something that was suppose to happen. Told me he would text me later and we drove away from one another. That was the last time I saw him, heard his voice and the last time he kissed me.
So it's been three weeks. I'm honestly doing better with it then I thought I would. But I'm working a lot so other then at night I don't leave myself much time to think about it.
I have the greatest support system. My family and Friends couldn't be better. They are always there for me. But sometimes ... alone in my thoughts I just want to call him. At 2 a.m. when I know he's at work or just going to bed I want to text him. Mostly because I know he's awake and I know I'm not being a bother. But when in reality if I did text him it would be a bother. Sunday at 10:25 p.m it will be three weeks since he has said anything to me. Not a text not a call. Radio Silence. But I'm sure it's better that way. I think it would break my heart to hear his voice. But I also want to know that he's doing ok. I want to know that because I care for him and I'm sure I always will. But he doesn't want me. I'll get over that soon enough. Or I'll get a fish or something. Anyway That's all I've got.
Have Faith
K*
