Love Is A Social Disease

( something i had tucked away in my folder. this is from 1985 before i moved in with tom. )

The phone rang. i jumped up from the couch and ran across the room to pick up the phone. "hello?" i said. "hey Kayla." "tom!" i have been waiting all week for tom to call me. "where have you been? i haven't heard from you in over a week. did i do something wrong?" he laughed "of course not. i told you the band was busy." "oh.." crazy girlfriend much? "we had to fly down to Tennessee. there is this recording studio down there. and.. the band was talking about moving to Nashville to be closer to the studio." i should have known something like this would tear us apart. "oh.. well.. uh.. that's great?" i wasn't necessarily good at pretending to be happy for him. i knew if he moved to Nashville, i wouldn't be going with him. bye bye tom. there is no way i can have a long distance relationship! i really care for tom, and i hope he feels the same way as i do. but we have only been together for a month. we couldn't move in together, no way. i wouldn't expect him to ask me. "well, we are going back on Sunday for a few days, i wanna see you before then, okay?" to tell me goodbye.. i bet. "sure.." "ill call you later. buh bye." i placed the phone back on the receiver. so much for tom...