I find it funny how you will only talk to me if you are in a really good mood or a really bad one. I guess I’m just that guy standing outside of the circle that, when you are out of breath from everything that is going on inside, can step out for a moment to spill and take a breather only to run right back in again. Then there is the other extreme when you are mad or annoyed with everyone on the inside and find yourself standing out in the cold with me. You explain what is bothering you, I nod my head, and everything is fine again. Same result; different set of circumstances. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: You use me. I have come to realize one thing, however. I do not mind. I would stand out there forever, if that’s how long it took. Stand there, sometimes mad that it is taking so long…sometimes complacent and telling myself that I need to remember my place and purpose, until you needed me. Because through all the time I have to endure, it is always worth it for those few fleeting moments when I can see you in your state of joy or pick you up when you have fallen. It’s worth it to me. I can’t describe to you it makes me feel to be the one who nods his head when you need it, who lends his ear when you need it as long as in the end I know you are better for it. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe I’m just the old teddy bear in the closet you can’t seem to let go of. Just a piece of trash that has some other value not tied to myself. Maybe I, as a person, mean nothing to you. Maybe I am just that ear, just that voice on the other end of the occasional phone call, just that phantom that types those words you read on your screen. I can only hope not. My english teacher was always saying we need some illusion in our life because reality would otherwise be too hard to bear. I hope you are not my illusion. Confess ID: 2ebyj645        Posted On: 26-Nov-2008