the definition of irony

when i wanted to see you, you were never around.

i always wished you'd do this thing or that thing with me, but life always seemed to get in the way. you weren't at my one (and only) dinner party. i went to concerts and movies alone. the movies became fun. the concerts never really did.

there were several xmases and thanksgivings alone, sometimes 'cause of a breakup, sometimes not. i won't even get into the agonies of intermittent sex.

and now, when all i want is to be done with us, you're everywhere.

these unscheduled run-ins account for more sightings of you than in the last few months we were actually a couple. and we don't even live in the same city.

wtf?

this is some new stuff here. whether through circumstance or lifestyle, i typically have the luxury of not having to deal with my exes on a day to day (or even month to month) basis after we've parted.

i don't like this. at all.

but there's nothing i can do about it, either.