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.
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