acknowledged and reciprocated

i met up with some good friends for a brew or two.

i have no idea how we ended up talking about relationships, but those title words struck a chord and ring on in my head. i often feel i'm alone in my way of thinking, and that night i felt some comfort (and some sadness) in that they were not coming out of my mouth.

as for me, i don't get it. it's never acknowledged or reciprocated. but it's all good. i'd like to think if it ever did come about, it'd be the bomb...and to steal a line from wu-tang: A bomb only has one time to explode.

i just hope i'm not a dud.