God’s Creation

After the mind fuck and the games and the this and that and everything. I was spent. Exhausted. Mentally. Then I did it. I said fuck I miss her. Then I told her so. I’ve refrained from doing so. Quite well. No matter the temptation. But today I didn’t even think about it. I just found her and POW. Why? She used to make it all go away. She was my drug. My novacane. With you it was all so simple. A dollar and dream is all we ever needed. Ever think what if we had succeeded? Woulda been magical. Anyhow. She was gracious. Funny and not too harsh. And then hilarious. So I don’t regret it. She took it all away. Albeit in a different way. Just the same. Now if only I could reignite that flame… Thanks love