If only I had known… but he never told me. The signs were there. But I didn’t see them. Harry telling me I shouldn’t go to the party… It was just a party two roommates were having, and all I thought was why me? I am not the only woman he has a history with. Besides, Bobby and I never were an "item", just good friends, with occasional benefits. So I asked Bobby's roommate what was up with all that. He said "don't worry about it, I want you to come," and that there was no problem he knew about.
So I went. Sally was all in my face, saying gee must be nice not to have to wear a bra, I was wearing a bustier...being overly sweet and friendly. I knew she was jealous, but I had no clue as to why, cuz Bobby and I were just friends. And I knew he loved her, had been faithful to her, probably for the first time in his life, because he told me about her and how he felt.
So I went. Sally was all in my face, saying gee must be nice not to have to wear a bra, I was wearing a bustier...being overly sweet and friendly. I knew she was jealous, but I had no clue as to why, cuz Bobby and I were just friends. And I knew he loved her, had been faithful to her, probably for the first time in his life, because he told me about her and how he felt.
A few weeks later, Bobby's best friend Jonathan asked me if I would ever marry Bobby. I blithely replied, “I love Bobby to death, but the two of us would be a mistake. We are both so alike, so wild; we would be on the lam, dead or in jail in a year. Both of us need an anchor.” And, while that likely was true, even believing it, knowing it, I would have risked it.
What I would not risk, was allowing anyone to know, that I would have married him in a New York minute. Because he was engaged to someone else. Because I didn’t realize until 25 years later, that he loved me too…because, he never told me.
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