Every woman needs that jerk
January 6th 2008 00:44
Kelly was the first. She was cream and honey, all starry-eyed and romantic. She broke my heart for that jock. She and John? The perfect high school couple. They got married after school and raised a family of five. The golden couple with golden lives.
Ines was the second. Rebound, and yes, I did apologize. She told me, "Jake, if you break my heart you will be damn sorry." I broke her heart, breaking up in a car, while waiting for the green light. She kicked me out before the cars started moving. I saw her a year ago. She still plays the guitar and wears heavy eyeliner. She still hates me.
Marcia was the third. It was mean of me, but she was vulnerable. It didn't last very long. She was needy, I was a jerk. I realize that now as I see her on television, bearing no resemblance to the weak girl I knew. She is strong and fierce now. I was no good for her.
There was a fourth and a fith, and a sixth and seventh. They all told me, "Jake, go to hell" and "Jake, get out of my life."
I never learned I suppose. I kept hearing those lines again and again.
I wonder about them all, wonder what it would've been like if I tried harder. But I see them now -- empowered, golden, brilliant.
Maybe they needed a jerk in their lives to know what their worth is.
Maybe I was that jerk.
Maybe I did do them some good after all.
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What's your story? Write about that jerk in your life. Or write about how your life changed after similar incidents above. Write about the ex you most despise. Write about the ex you regret the most. Tell us your story.
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Comment by Mrs M
Mum's Word
Yep I believe that.
Love & stuff
Mrs M
Comment by Michaelie
Flick Wit
Michaelie
Comment by tlcorbin
Coffee Quip
A Global Citizen
Paranormal Paranormal
Is Why
Alaska Chronicle
Sleezer's World
Love the photo. Raven
Comment by secretwritersbusiness
What I knew
I knew back then
even in the quagmire of our hunger
for whatever it was we hurted for
in each other
as I moved through the turnstile
of your affection
that someday I would look back
on the landscape of all that had passed
and linger at your smile
beneath our graduation caps
so ridiculous, really
but not quite as ridiculous
as that intermittent bobbing
of you,
along the surface of years
as a possibility
something un-lost
awaiting me.
Every now and then
I lean back to that span of days
when you possessed me
caressed me
with indifferent need
me knowing
how far you were from my reach
but also that someday
you would return to the confines
of that small New Haven room
and remember
that girl
that time
with a fragile heart.
7 October 2003
(and he did - he contacted me years later, told me I was a 'goddess' and was sorry he'd been such a jerk. By then I was married with two kids and the revenge was sweet and deep)
Comment by AmyHuang
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Love Adventures
Yes, I do agree with you and Mrs M. We all need a jerk first before we know we are actually worth something and actually know what we really want.
Comment by What's Your Story?
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Michaelie: Will we be opening a can of worms?
Raven: You have a happy ending!
Secretwriter: Just plain movin on is the best revenge sometimes!
Amy: We learn lessons the hard way most times!
Comment by Ash
Australian Traveller
Flashes of memories
lol I could be here a while - if the man is bad and going to mess me around I will choose him!
Your message is right here - although the jerk is doing his typical jerk thing and seeing that he is justified in his actions
Ash
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