Then there's her.

A blast from the past. An old friend. An ex-lover. Comes into town, and it was like never before. I remembered the things that initially attracted me to this siren from the sea. We had the most fun weekend I have had in quite some time. However, now she's gone, and I am sitting here all one. I do not like it! I woke up alone, today, yesterday, and tomorrow.



Last night I nearly lost my mind. I had some things go down with my work, but it turns out that's ok. Other things have come to play. I should be more excited about this. However, my words fall on deaf ears, for no one hears me speak them. I need my partner to bounce ideas off of, and tell me just when I am about to lose it.



Luckily, I have friends. I am very thankful for them, for they do play a part in helping me when I start to go crazy, or crazier than usual. The one, though she's gone, still has my thumbs, for we have been txting, sexting, talking about the miles between us, and what we've done.



Maybe I will go see her for my birthday. I mean shit, I really need a vacation. I haven't gone anywhere in years.



Perhaps she can save me. I mean someone is gonna have to. I know I need a lot from the one I keep writing about. The girls these days do not seem to want it though. They are too independent. They are too full of themselves. They can't think that there's someone better, that has a boat, a house on the lake, and enough money to let them pinterest all damn day.



Whatever happened to two fools in love? A duo, a pair, a team, working on their future together? Did that get lost somewhere around 1967? I don't think so. For I know a lot of my friends are working on that very thing at this very moment.

We've Got it Going On.

Every time I see her, my heart skips a beat and I remember just what I saw in her the first time I laid eyes on her. She's got a spark in those baby blues. Oh, and she smells just like heaven! The conversation is easy and effortless. We have a very hard time keeping our paws off one another.

Yes, we have only had three dates, and according to a good friend, just one more then we can start double dating. Well, this might be an issue. We have complete different schedules. On Our first date I asked of this would be a problem. She assured me that it wouldn't and that we could make it work. She says she wants me, so I told her we would have to try and make it work, it won't be easy, but nothing that really matters ever is.

What I say to you is this: I am willing to make it work. I will do whatever I can. I'll request a schedule change. I'll get up early. I'll drive all night just to see you smile, have a hug and kiss, and then get back on the road.

If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. However, I don't want things to stay planted on the ground, just because we have different schedules. I think with just a little more effort on both our parts, we can launch this vessel that we call our love, deep into the cosmos.

So come on baby, let's work it out, let's make this happen. Things like this don't happen all the time, or really even all that often. What I know is that I really like her, and I can't wait to see her, for she is all I think about these days.

The other night, I had a moment of clarity. I realized that I was scared shitless of this girl, for she's a real contender. I mean she is the closest thing to what I want that I have met in quite some time. I decided in this moment, that even though I am scared, I will take all I have and put it on the line for this pretty one. Here I am, come and take me.