God damn it...now I miss JC.
He had to go and talk to me, and it didn't even go badly and now my stupid emotions are all stirry. BAD!
Tommorow it will 5 years since that fucking Hed PE concert where Jon pawned me off on JC. We talked all night long. We always had that ability, even when the passion dried up we could talk till dawn and actually enjoy each other's company. When he wasn't being a pratt anyway.
Tonight's talking was akward and plodding, yet I could still pick up the thread of communication between us. And it makes me fucking miss him, and the way he made me feel, a long time ago, on a night alot like this.
