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5:35 a.m.

I woke up this morning to find a missed call on my cell. J.V. called me at 5:35 am. ......It was J.V.

Have you ever been in a fantastically disasterous relationship that torn you down so much that your only salvation was to make friends with your partners friends. Well J.V. was that guy for me.

Dave is my ex-boyfriend from this past summer. Things were FANTASTIC at first. He was so loving and devoted. He wanted me to be with him all the time. He had a hard time dealing with the fact that I couldn't spend all my spare time with him. I am a single mother and need to spend as much time with my son before my son decides he no longer wants to spend time with me. I only go out on the weekends he goes with his dad.

Dave on the other hand wanted me at parties with him, when he was home after work, to spend every night with him and to go on errands with him. Even if I could, I couldn't handle that without going crazy.

Well I met J.V. one night that Dave wanted me to meet him at work so that we could go out as soon as he clocked out. J.V. worked at the same restaurant as Dave. He was the bartender so of course that's where I waited. I was immediately attracted to him. Tall, lean, beautiful chocolate brown eyes. And instantly we had this silly banter between each other that was so effortless and organic. We liked the same music, HE'S A DRUMMER ( I LOVE drummers), and he seems more mature than most guys I know which is surprisingly refreshing.

That is not to say he is not without fault. He had a girlfriend that he couldn't seem to brake up with. He would call things off with her but she would show up at his apartment anyway. She never got the hint. It was sad to witness how desperate she was being.

After Dave and I called things off the first time, we decided to be good friends. We kind of had no choice because at the time our best friends were dating each other so Dave and I saw a LOT of each other. This one night Dave, myself and J.V. were sitting on the balcony of Dave's apartment drinking a few beers and feeling a good buzz. We were having a good time and laughing. At one point Dave went inside to get a refill. J.V. turned to me and said, "He really shouldn't leave us alone."

I didn't know how to respond to that other than a stupidly goofy grin. I was flattered and I wanted nothing more but to kiss his beautiful pouty lips. But deep inside i knew it was wrong. He was DAve's friend. I know had the tables been reversed I would not have approved of one of my friends dating one of my ex's. Plus it would make me feel like I was being shared between friends and that's just gross.

So J.V. and I maintained this friendship that was so full of sexual tension you could have cut a knife in it. This one night he almost brought me home. I'm not sure how I got out of it but a part of me will always be sorry I did.
Then since Dave and I were seeing so much of each other, he decided he couldn't live without me and ever started calling me his "future ex-wife". Yeah that lasted all of five seconds. The final break up was horrible. So I cut him off completely. I also ended cutting off my best friend as she was being a jerk with me cause of her boyfriend (aka: Dave's roommate). That whole group was out of my life. And it was fine. I started hanging out more with Cory and the guys I now hangout with. But in doing that, J.V. was now ostercized to no fault of his own. I couldn't call him, he had a girlfriend. That would have been disrespectful. But after four months, he called me......at 5:35 a.m.

At first I thought the only reason he called me was because he was drunk. I mean afterall, that is what Dave used to do to me. So when i woke up at 7 I thought, "what the hell", and called him back. He told me that he had been drinking but that when he called me he wasn't drunk. He was up with his roommate making sure he didn't vomit in his sleep. He had been going through his contacts when he saw my number.

We chatted for about thirty minutes about nothing really in particular. Just some good 'ole jabberwocky. Hearing his voice really made my day. I couldnt' stop thinking about him. I even listed to his favorite song from Blues Traveler when I realized what the lyrics were saying:

It doesn't matter what I say
So long as I sing with inflection
That makes you feel that I'll convey
Some inner truth of vast reflection
But I've said nothing so far
And I can keep it up for as long as it takes
And it don't matter who you are
If I'm doing my job then it's your resolve that breaks

That whole verse is exactly what our relationship is. I couldn't have said it any better. All this innocent little flirting, never really doing anything, but at the sametime letting each other know that there is interest, and neither one of us will admit it till the other one makes a move first. At least that's what that verse says to me.

I hope he calls me tonight.

QuixoticGirl

Listening to: Blues Traveler - Hook