We don't talk anymore

We Don't Talk Anymore by Charlie Puth is a nice pop song. It's a well-done (even the video, which shows both sides), somewhat understated song. Puth's voice is a rarity in the pop realm. It's smooth, not grating, and embraces the notes instead of smacking them upside the head. It's an endearing approach to singing and a little bit of a breath of fresh air. I've admired his voice since the first time I heard him on the radio. Selena Gomez appears on this track. I have to admit, their voices work really well together. That's a rare thing with duet-type songs. Usually, there's a power play with duets, with one voice trying to rise above the other. I don't hear that here. 

I don't listen to the radio much anymore because I don't drive that much anymore. So, I have to admit, today is the first day I've heard this song. I like it. It's not over-sexualized or gross. It's just a nice song. 

So, clearly, I was attracted to this song because the girl of my dreams and I don't talk anymore. The song makes sense to me, though some of the lyrics don't fit. Or, well, I guess I don't know. I don't know what's going on in her life, and I haven't known for a long time. Maybe the whole thing fits. Maybe none of it except the fact that we don't talk. That's really my point, though. I don't know anything because we don't talk anymore. 

I can't even count the number of times I've thought about what she's doing, what she's thinking, etc., over the last couple of years. She's just living her life, just the same as I am. It was her choice to stop talking, something she started saying early on after we started talking. In the end, I had to accept and respect her wishes. That's what big boys do. She wouldn't even go across the street to see me if I was in her town, I'm sure. I know this because, well, because she would never know I was in her town. Because we don't talk. 

It's probably a good thing I have a bad memory. It's been easy to forget a lot of what we talked about. I forget things I say as soon as they come out of my mouth anyway. I think people around me have to have a lot of patience. 

I used to keep track of the last time I talked to her, but I honestly don't know anymore. I think it was disrespectful of me to love her as hard as I did. That's a hard thing to explain. I think I just made her inevitable decision that much harder and more heart-rending. I should have listened to her earlier when she said she didn't want to talk anymore. Instead, I selfishly pursued her. It didn't' change anything anyway. Live and learn, I guess.

So, what does a man do when he loves a girl who he doesn't talk to anymore? I guess I don't know. Any suggestions? Nothing. That's what he does. He does nothing. When does it stop hurting? Not yet, apparently. 

A man has to respect a woman when she pushes him away. No means no. I guess that's my lesson here. 

Thanks for reading.