Bored to death

Every now and then i play tennis with a blind guy. He tells me he's a baller, he tells me he's sick of hes long time girlfriend and he tells me he's going to cheat on her. Now im sitting in the car with him it's pouring rain outside and there's a beyonce love song sapping whats left of my testosterone. Then tears trickle down blind guys cheeks... like a teenager entering puberty his voice croaks and all shaky utters "I just want her back". Is this the part where we kiss?

My daily life is bombarded with blind guys company, I'm sitting on the computer listening to his daily dribble a repeat of yesterdays dribble. Like a church he preaches his love for this divine being. By the week i'm over it, I really don't give a shit about his love life. By the month I really don't give a shit about blind guy. When I see his calller ID i feel like jumping out of my window just to avoid answering it. Now I'm a zombie, just dead with the usual soulless murmur to concur when he rambles about how miserable his life is.

So I agree to stalk his x, was I creepy? no just bored to death! First stop her work place, 3 guys crammed into a small Japanese ute. Through traffic we played a game of cat and mouse, a few exaggerated turns, 1 red light and sudden changes of direction but at what cost? Next stop local cafe/restaurant, me and Asi request a table 1 table away from her as she dines with a female friend in our attempt to eaves drop we make funnels out of menus but at what cost? While blind guy is hiding under the veil of darkness not far from us. Final stop we follow her home... trying to seem less suspicious we drive past 20 seconds after her with our lights off but at what cost?