The night before I stopped writing this summer,
I texted this girl.
I really shouldn't have,
Because it's usually not a good idea to text someone in the middle of the night,
But that night,
I just needed someone to tell me that I'm not crazy,
That she believes in me,
And that one day,
I'll achieve my dreams.
So when I woke up and saw that she replied,
I was happy,
Until I read that it was another guy telling me not to talk to her again.
Trying to make it as an artist for five years had already taken its toll,
And after reading that text,
I thought that maybe some things just aren't meant to be.
So I guess I did what any rational person would do:
I deleted my Facebook Page,
Redoubled my efforts at my "real job,"
And tried to forget about everything when I went on vacation later that summer.
I was actually going to visit my Dad in Switzerland,
And because he now lives in a nice house on Lake Geneva,
That should have done the trick,
But then I remembered that when I visited him in the previous winter,
I was still happiest when this girl texted me back.
Geneva is nicer in the summer,
So I thought that maybe this time,
I would forget about her.
In a way,
Because I really did have a nice time,
Whether I was playing golf,
Acting cooler than I actually am,
Or just sitting on the couch and wasting time on Facebook.
No matter how nice it was,
I still missed having someone I could text at any time of the day,
And knowing that even if she didn't have much to say,
I'd be happy.
Like one day,
I was walking around the lake and saw a family feeding swans.
There are a lot of swans in Geneva,
And a lot of tourists who feed them,
So I guess it wasn't too special.
But this time,
A little girl was running away from them and I thought it was.
It was moments like that when I still wished I could talk to her,
Tell her about little things like a girl running away from swans on the lake,
And hope she'd think that it was special too.
I hate saying this but three months later,
There are times I still miss her,
Because finding someone to text about swans on the lake is harder than I thought.
I used to think that you could always find another girl,
And I still think that's true if you're just looking for someone pretty.
It's much harder to find someone you can talk to,
Someone who knows what you're going through,
And someone who'll tell you everything will be OK even when it won't,
And I guess that's why I texted this girl in the middle of the night this summer.
I don't know why I thought of her today,
Because I'm far away from Geneva,
And I haven't seen a swan in a while.
In any event,
I wanted to write again today,
Remember that she made me better,
And hope that I'll achieve my dreams and meet someone as special someday.
So I hope you enjoyed my first post in a while,
And I promise to keep writing in the future.
Until next time...
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