Chapter 3

WIth this knife Ill cut out the part of me
The part that cares for you
With this knife Ill cut out the heart of me
The Heart that cares for you
The clock tolled once again 5o'clock in the morning it said and finally I was able to sleep. Eventually I was awoken to find my best bud standing next to my bed with a hot cup of tea and what appeared to be frosted flakes. Lazily I tell him to go away and roll onto my side with my back facing him and pillow over my head. Of course the pain in my ass made me get up despite my complaining saying something about it being unhealthy to sleep all day or some shit like that. I grabbed my bowl to eat my cereal feeling the urge to bitch slap him and tell him to shut the hell up or get out but held my tonge cause Im a nice guy - cough coward- and crud I should nod or something so he thinks Im listening -does so- and oh great here we go...hes going on to the " its not your fault and there are other fish in the sea speach" that friends always seem to give you in attempts to cheer you up in which 9 x out of 10 it doesnt. Well I got news for you buddy there is no one out there for me Ill just grow old and alone with 30 cats and maybe a few dogs scaring away pesky children. Drifting off to sleep I finally heard him opening the door to leave but before he did he told me that I should talk to her and then hang out for him and have a guys day out or something and left before I could answer. Once he was gone I let out a heavy sigh and got up to get dressed and headed out to confront my soon to be X girlfriend....