I'm amusing myself right now singing a little Johnny Cash, "it ain't me you're looking for!"
Imagining the long string of people starting with my STBX that get to turn to each other and say it. Him with his delusions that comfort and wholeness would come from someone else "we're not making each other, happy, Z. (It ain't me you're looking for!) As if happiness came from new love interests!
Me with my delusions that H and I would have a family and grow old together. I pushed that idea. Not him. He was hardly excited about M.
"I'm not the one you want, babe I'll only let you down You say you're lookin' for someone Who'll promise never to part Someone to close his eyes to you Someone to close his heart Someone to die for you and more.
But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe."
His next target hopefully, turning to him, singing,
"You say you're lookin' for someone To pick you up each time you fall To gather flowers constantly And to come each time you call And will love you for your life And nothin' more.
But it ain't me, babe No, no, no, it ain't me, babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe. "
Me turning to wannabe MLC,
"Go away from my window! Leave at your own chosen speed!"
Mid 30's Psych-abusive M with violent tantrums from XH D 9/15; NC forever on
