My movie ending

When I’m sitting here, trying to study, get reading done, etc, I often have the television on. Playing whatever movies are on cable. It’s not meant to distract me, and I know they’re all movies I’ve seen a hundred times in the past. But there they are, playing on my television.

I realize that Hollywood only makes their money when people watch their movies. I know that because of this, most movies have a “love interest.” I’ve learned through an ex who was a movie fanatic, just how movies work. Not to mention I’ve taken a film class and learned through that class too.

There’s a formula for movies though. There’s always a formula. And nearly all movies follow it. There’s always a girl. There’s always a boy. There’s always something that tries to keep them apart, but eventually, though everything, they end up together in the end.

As days go by, I can’t help but hope that if I’m just patient. If I can just wait this one out, he’ll come back and we can try again. I won’t “hold my breath,” so to speak, but inevitably, deep down, it really is what I want.

I joked with him on Thursday about him taking me out for a ride (on his motorcycle). Always with the “I need bugs on my helmet” joke. He said it sounded like a good idea, but that he wasn’t sure if he was going to have to work. Okay. No biggie. He had just gotten the job and I figured I probably wasn’t going to hear from him anyway. He was starting to get into the habit of making plans with me, and then turning around and doing something else, completely disregarding the plans that we made. He was starting to be a huge flake.

Not this time though. No. Friday night when he found out he had to work Saturday, he texted me to let me know. Not only did he let me know, but he seemed disappointed by the fact that we wouldn’t be able to go riding. He apologized. I told him it was okay, cause there was plenty of time… and I knew that there was a possibility that he’d have to work. But he remembered making the plans. And he remember to let me know… one way or the other. He didn’t flake.

While I’m not reading a whole lot into it, it just… surprises me.

I’m waiting for that moment, in the movie, when he comes back. Or a commercial break. Either way, I’m not handling my hormones too well this month.

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