Past, Present and Future

Singing The Blues

After my wonderful night with Peter at Coney island, I woke up the next morning feeling sad. I knew I'd never be Peter's exclusively which made me feel like no one would ever love me. I knew I shouldn't feel this way but I did. "Paul, I told myself, "resign yourself to the fact you'll never be loved."

I went through the motions of getting dressed and making coffee even though I wanted to stay in bed. I had rehearsals so I reluctantly drug myself to it and picked up my guitar. Fortunately for me and my feelings, Gene was having a bigger crisis. Lucky him, Ace must have brought out every flower shop in a two-mile radius. I would love for someone to buy me flowers.

I mean Peter's a good lover but that's not want I want. I want love, security, a relationship, someone to spoil me and someone for me to spoil. 

Little did I know that someone like that would soon enter my life but not before I went through two other relationships and a fling. Oops I'm giving away too much, aren't I? Oh well, the flowers Peter gave me are beautiful. I do love roses and the bluish purple ones are just gorgeous.

After Ace and Gene leave, I take the roses and head to my parent's house. If they ask, I'll say someone gave them to me. That way I don't have to explain a relationship they definitely won't approve of.