What was your name again?
A million poppies gonna make me sleep.
Just one rose that knows your name
The fruit is rusting on the vine
The fruit is calling from the trees
(Cracker)
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other word would smell as sweet."
--From Romeo and Juliet (II, ii, 1-2)
I often wonder if I am the only person in the world that banishes the names of my past relationships. It is as if saying his name would invoke his presence, in a “those who shall not be named” manner. During the love stage, you can’t help but say his name; it is like sending out little kisses during the day. His name pours from your lips like honey. You call him wonderful pet names and whisper his names over and over in the dark. Suddenly, you can’t stand to hear his name. He no longer has multiple pet names, but simply one nickname assigned by you or your friends, usually ending in ass. In conversations, you refer to him as the ex and everyone knows exactly which ex you are talking about, even if you have 100s of them. Your friends studiously avoid his name, for fear of invoking either your rage or tears, depending on your mood. From angels singing to cringing at the mere mention of his name. Am I the only one that acts in such a manner?
Just one rose that knows your name
The fruit is rusting on the vine
The fruit is calling from the trees
(Cracker)
"What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other word would smell as sweet."
--From Romeo and Juliet (II, ii, 1-2)
I often wonder if I am the only person in the world that banishes the names of my past relationships. It is as if saying his name would invoke his presence, in a “those who shall not be named” manner. During the love stage, you can’t help but say his name; it is like sending out little kisses during the day. His name pours from your lips like honey. You call him wonderful pet names and whisper his names over and over in the dark. Suddenly, you can’t stand to hear his name. He no longer has multiple pet names, but simply one nickname assigned by you or your friends, usually ending in ass. In conversations, you refer to him as the ex and everyone knows exactly which ex you are talking about, even if you have 100s of them. Your friends studiously avoid his name, for fear of invoking either your rage or tears, depending on your mood. From angels singing to cringing at the mere mention of his name. Am I the only one that acts in such a manner?
posted by Beta Fishy @ 3:13 PM
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7 Comments:
My problem isn't about not wanting to name them, it's about forgetting their names alltogether! I am horrible with names. Let's not start with faces.
True story, I was once ENGAGED to a guy I dated for about a year before I broke it off {I'm not big on marriage}. Anyways YEARS laters I was at a club and I went to the bathroom. When I came out there was a man waiting for me. I was like, OK, this is weird. He asked me if I wanted to dance {it was a salsa club} and I said that I didn't know how. He kind of smiled and said I was lying. {my ex was a real good dancer and with him I could dance it but not with 99.9% of other guys so I WAS being truthful}. He kept joking like this for a while and there was just something about his attitude that made me think I wasn't in on the joke. Anyways, he finally goes his way and I can't shake the feeling that I knew this guy from somewhere. Sure enough, my best friend watched the whole thing and was like "OMG that was Alex!" {my ex fiance}
I was all like "so THAT'S how I knew him! I knew he seemed familiar".
100% true story.
I SUCK with faces no matter how many times I've seen the person.
Mailyn,
OMG! I don't know if that is a good thing or a bad thing. There are times I wish that I could forget someone, but what if no one was around to tell you who that person was, you could end up dating someone again. Eck!
LMFAO! I would suspect that soon as they see me they'd tell me who they are. I just think he was messing with me. After all, we WERE engaged. I should remember the guy! LMAO.
He knew I had a horrible memory so I'm pretty sure he was messing with me. LOL.
Hmm. Maybe it was pay back cuz I dumped him a couple of months before the wedding. LOL.
Oh - then perhaps he was taking a bit of evil joy out of it. But I think that it must have been a little painful for him that you did not remember him.
Honestly, it sounds like a fantasy I have regarding revenge on one of my exs. Evil person that I am I would have enjoyed it just a bit....
This also is 100% true.
Okay, how 'bout his motheruckin' name is John.
As in....a john.
However you wanna look @ it.
A hookers customer or a shitter.
Sad.
Hmmm... I never thought about how bad a name John is. Perhaps because I never loved one. I am finding many reasons to hate other names though... : )
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