� The Other Man � 2002-02-28 � 8:34 p.m. �
I ran into an old friend today...
He wasn't planning to call me or knock on my door... he was purposely staying away from the west end of the main street and the west end of town... where I live and where he thought I worked. He has things to do that don't involve me... the same things he's been doing this time of year for the last 5 years in the city... whatever that is, I don't know... I don't ask.
But he's been thinking about me, he says naturally, and he's accepted my boyfriend... that relationship... that fact...
He wants nothing serious from us... nor our past... He wants to be "the other man".
And some things, we can never have.
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