The Boy Update

I mentioned earlier in the week that I was planning on going to a meetingI'm afraid I didn't goFear and anxiety got the better of me I got as far as the front doorBut no furtherAnd then of course guilt and shame followed thatI was angry at myself for not goingI think in future I won't say that I'm goingAnd just go when I feel ableWalk the walkInstead of talking the talk
The Boy was in touch a lot this weekHe wanted me to call out to him Wednesday But I had the fluSo declined his offerI felt a bit better yesterdaySo I texted him in the morningAnd said I would call overHe replied that he had to go to work for 'an hour'And would text me when he was homeIt seems that time has ceased to have any meaning for The BoyAs it wasn't until 3 hours later that he texted me to call over
I was to call out to his houseAnd I was really nervous to drive there by myself Because it is a really narrow and dangerous road that he lives onPlus I am not a very confident driver at the best of timesI have been to his house before But I have such a bad sense of directionThat that was of little help
My directions were to take the road out of the villageGo up the hillGo around two sets of bad bendsThen take the road on the leftFollow this road for about a milePass the water tankAnd the hump back bridgeAnd his house was the first house on the leftSimple right?Maybe for a normal human beingFor me it turned in to a bit of s drama
At first I was fineI took the road out of the villagePassed the two bad bendsOr so I thoughtNothing looked familiar thoughAnd I had a feeling that I had gone wrong I continued down this narrow roadUntil I came across a lorryStopped in the middle of the roadI pulled in to the sideAs I knew I wasn't going to get passed himI waited to see if it was going to moveBut there was no signI got out of my carAnd saw a guy in the garden of one of the housesI went over to himSaid helloAnd told him I thought I was lostI had no address so I told him The Boys nameBut he didn't know himHe told me to hang on that he would ask his fatherCue another manThey brought me in to the houseWhere it looked like a hoarder livedI repeated my friends nameBut this man didn't know him eitherHe asked me if I had an addressWhich I didn't But then I remembered the directions about the water tank and the bridgeAnd suddenly they both knew exactly where I meantEven soThey kept me talking for another five minutesBefore I thanked them and headed off againThey left me with a warningTo be careful on said road As there were 'a lot of fucking lunatics' on itI jumped back in to my carAnd turned in a very tight spotI was sure I was going to end up in a ditchAnd I was starting to regret leaving the house at all
I headed back down the roadAnd took the first right at the crossroadsIt was such a narrow roadI prayed that I wouldn't meet another carAnd thankfully I didn'tI came across the water tankAnd then recognised The Boys houseI breathed a sigh of relief
The Boy let me inAnd I related my little adventureHe laughedWe made teaAnd sat in his living roomHe had very kindly made me up a natural remedy to take for my fluVery thoughtfulWe chatted for hoursAnd the more time  I spent with himThe more I realised that I don't want anything other than friendship from himHe is a nice guyFunny Super smartAnd loyalBut there is no attraction thereAnd I am grateful for that For at least now I know where we standAs friendsAnd nothing more
I stayed in his house for a few hoursI thought being around a smoker would drive me nutsBut it didn't I didn't mind at all So we are friendsAnd that is more than enough for meThat special someone is still out there for meI just have to find him......