Wendy stopped visiting me at work; I feel her energy getting drained. I understand—she's becoming my sponge, but in a bad way. She winces a little whenever I mention Seulgi for the hundredth time.
She's kind of against the idea of me meeting up with Seulgi, so it's been weeks of little heated debates. She revealed that I'm a different person to her after the endless fights. I repeatedly explained that I would like to talk to Seulgi in person. Though I understand Wendy's sentiments, I still need to sort this out with Seulgi.
We fight in the car, in my trailer, at her place, and my place.
But tonight, we managed to add a new location, a restaurant.
"I'd rather be alone than be with someone who makes me feel alone," Wendy said, angrily munching her food.
Her words are bruising when she's angry. Sometimes I think we're better off apart.
"Didn't it occur to you that maybe I deserve better treatment?" I fired back.
I'm mad at everything right now. My inability to unleash my frustrations because we're in a public place irks me even more.
"I wouldn't tolerate a partner who speaks awfully," she delivered it coldly, then I butt in with, "But here we are..." I said, poking fun at the wound even more, giving a mocking smile.
"I can't deal with you when you're like this," she chews her food in frustration.
"Me? You're being unfairly mean to me right now," I said, stabbing my roasted chicken aggressively.
The ambiance of the restaurant is relaxing, but happy people around us automatically make me feel annoyed. I'm thinking of the other things I could be doing instead of being here.
"I'm trying to keep our relationship above water. But all you could do is dwell over... other things." She sways her fork in the air.
"What other things? Like Seulgi?" I said.
She seems so appalled and rolls her eyes.
She looks exasperated when I mention Seulgi. I've been angry tons of times, but this feeling is something unlike anything I've ever felt. I am furious.
I'm trying to make this work, but I can feel her fading away. I become more distant, and she becomes more irritable.
We paid our tab and left the restaurant hastily.
Seulgi's absence is louder than Wendy's presence.
It's a hard reality to swallow.
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Brighter Than My Porch Light
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