I have a new girlfriend.
You do?
Yes, her name is Nicole. She settles my Demons…
And what about your ex? Wasn’t her name also Nicole?
Yes.
New girlfriend’s last name? The same as the ex?
Not for long… (cheeky grin)
(Chuckles) What do you mean?
New girlfriend will soon take my last name… new girlfriend will be my wifey.
How do you know she’s willing to give up her own last name?
(Raised eyebrows) oh? She’s not?
I don’t know, you tell me.
I just assumed…
Yeah. You assumed. I don’t know what it’s like in your culture. My culture, the women don’t need to give up their last names when they get married.
They don’t?!
No. When they get married, they’re still the same name.
They are?! What happens if someone is referring to them as the guy’s spouse or partner?
Colloquially, you can say that. “Mrs so and so…” yes, there is a word for Mrs. But legally, they don’t change their last names. They’re still the same name.
Oh… so my new girlfriend and my ex-girlfriend have the same last names.
LOL… and the same…?
I don’t know. A lot of similarities. But… they’re not the same. New girlfriend is… happier… than the ex.
She is.
She’s happier with or without me. The ex was hiding or trying to hide some insecurities.
Yes, that’s true. Of course.
Of course.
New girlfriend is a Dream, ex-girlfriend was a Nightmare…
Was she?
A brilliant, beautiful, fucking sexy nightmare, but she caused that nightmare onto herself. New girlfriend, she’s an Angel… she’s my Angel… she keeps my Demons at bay.
She does?
Yes, yes she does. Of course.
Of course.
I keep hearing that song, “I don’t know, I don’t know if I miss you… why were you the one I was crying for? … when the morning comes, I’m in someone else’s arms…”
I don’t know if I miss the ex anymore. The more I learn about new girlfriend, she’s fucking amazing. And it just… washes away… the past pain and aching… I want to hold new girlfriend in my arms, every morning. It’s a new type of heart ache. It’s not that excruciating, but it is a longing. Because I’m not physically next to her right now. But I know how much I love her. I know how much I cherish her. I want to be with her, only. And when I wake up in the mornings, these days, it’s her that I’m thinking about — not the ex. I’m not haunted by the memories of the ex. I’m looking forwards, looking at a new future. Looking at a New Dawn.
Of course. (Smiles)
Of course. (Nodding) (Acceptance)
