It's like you see right through me. (Ray LaMontagne, You are the Best Thing)

Joseph caught a cold and he was such a baby about it. He had me tending on him like I was his nurse. I cared about Joseph, don’t get me wrong, but I was annoyed. I felt like his mother or his wife or some other familial role that I wanted no part in.

I had been back to Super Hundred several times but he was never outside again. So one morning during Joseph's cold I decided to go to church. I loved Joseph but when he asked if I could blow his nose I turned around and walked out of the apartment without a word.

I put on my most appropriate dress and I drove to New Hope Community Church, as per the card in my bible. I sat in the back and listened to the service. I should have had a little meth before I went. I felt naked. Everyone was really friendly though. He was there. He was on the stage. He played guitar. He looked good.

I could compare him to the other men in my life all I wanted but he wasn't like them. He was better than him. No matter what angle I tried to come at it from, he was the best there was and he didn't see me.