The man that got away The night is bitter, The stars have lost their glitter; The winds grow colder Suddenly you're older - All because of the man that got away. No more his eager call, The writing's on the wall; The dreams you dreamed have all Gone astray. The man that won you Has run off and undone you. That great beginning Has seen the final inning. Don't know what happened. It's all a crazy game! No more that all-time thrill, For you've been through the mill - And never a new love will Be the same. Good riddance, good-bye! Ev'ry trick of his yours too. But, fools will be fools - And where's he gone to? The road gets rougher, Gets lonelier and tougher. With hope he'll burn up - Tomorrow he may turn up. There's just no letup the live-long night and day! Ever since this world began There is nothing sadder than A woman looking for The man that got away.... So Last friday I am informed by Kim she is going to her boyfriendshouse....something she hardly did since we've grown closer. I was upset by this, but not to the point of not accepting the fact that technically there is no relationship between us. although she has been with this guy for 5 years, they have yet to exchange I Love You's. When she got sick a month ago, who did she call...not him, he could really care less. So I was the one that took a half day out of work drove 4 cities south and sat in the emergency room with her. All that aside, what gets me is that she goes away with this other guy on the weekends, but shes got it in her crazy head that I should spend my weekends just sitting around and waiting for her to come home on sunday afternoon. She'd call and check in usually on saturday afternoon, just to see what I was up to, and If I was out with someone...you'd think I started world war three! I always got sick of her introducing me as her boytoy, where as I would introduce her as my girlfriend, or my date. Her boyfriend of 5 years....let me state this again...OF 5 YEARS...introduces her as "my friend Kim". So these things just put everything into perspective for me, of what exactly I am to her. I am her monday through thursday guy, that plays with her kids and cooks, brings and eats dinner with her while she works...she tells (told) me she loved me. But yet there was always this other guy, she always complained of but yet still ran to go and see. So...I got myself a weekend life while she is gone. If she can have a boytoy, and a boyfriend...then I can at least date and go out and meet new people. Well, this past weekend she left, and I went out and found myself a date....I came home sunday night after helping my uncle move into my fathers house (he moved up here from colorado last friday) to find that Kim had thrown all my belongings out of our room and all over the house. and without giving any kind of reaction to it, or even getting angry, I packed it all in my truck. I'm contemplating sending her a thank you card for actually going through the trouble of moving my stuff out of the room...saved me and hours worth of work! So I am halfway through with packing up my truck when she calls my cell phone (she's right upstairs somewhere), she asks me if I want to come watch TV with her, so I figure maybe now she wants to talk things out....so I go upstairs, open our bedroom door, the lights off and the so is the TV...She is in Brians room (brian was a kid that was closer than a brother to me...I'll get into him a little later) with his head in her lap and she's rubbing his back...without even raising an eyebrow or even the tone in my voice, I just said you two enjoy the show...turned around finished my packing and left. Onto Brian, of anyone involved that I feel bad for it's him. Why he sided with her is beyond me but it's going to cost him his best friend. Why he would go along with her flirting with him just so she could play her games and get some kind of jealous reaction out of me is way beyond me. A week from that point I saved that kids life, I found him in his room, lights off drunk, cuts all up and down his arms....calling his ex girlfriends and telling him he loves them and wants to get back together. He really just wanted someone to be there for him right then and there so he wouldnt kill himself alone. Well, I did the bestfriend thing and talked him into the fact that because he is single these days, there is plenty to live for. And if he feels there isn't maybe it's time to ask for professional help. Which I explained has done nothing but a world of good for me. Anyway, he survived the night...the next day I looked at in-patient hospitals, somewhere he could just go and let the stresses of daily life just slip away and allow himself to work on himself. And a week later he is taking sides with Kim and playing her games trying to make me jealous and feel bad for not sitting around all weekend while she was out with some other guy. I say I feel bad for him, because eventually down the road he will realize what he's gone and done. And what it is going to cost him, who will be there the next time he's alone drinking in a dark room contemplating pushing that blade a little deeper into his skin? Not I. He just threw me away. but what a relief to be out of that fucking madhouse!