I wanted to go out and grab a drink.
Then felt like the best decision I had made these days was to stay inside. I want too many things to waste time.
Needs a little bit of nourishment right now.
Was six months ago. And I’ve learned to ease the aching of my existence in the world.
I would like to think of you as the same person that I had loved. Not you now.
Not what our relationship has turned us into.
In that sense, you’re not there anymore.
I’ve lost the warmth of your embrace, the tenderness of your lips pressed against mine, the electric shock your fingers caused running on my skin.
I’d like to think of it as the death of something I used to hold dear.
Because in death I find the rebirth of something new.
The strength aloneness has honed.
I miss you dearly.
The good part.
Ah, well, forget it.
I don’t ALWAYS draw young girls with bobbed hair