I miss Martine. I wish he'd just send an sms or something. But I bet he's wrecked with problems of his own. How can someone possibly tolerate living with someone that can only cause stress be pleasant at all is something I'll never understand.
But no matter. Until he tells me to do something, come to him... or something... I'll just continue minding my own business. Being with him is easy. I don't have to do anything but just be there. These days it seems almost as if I do everything else just to tide the time away till he invites me over and desires my company.
Yeah right. Like I'm that much of a romantic. I suppose our dates will always be highlights for me in the week, but I like minding my own business pretty much. And oh yes, I've aqquired another paramour, whom I've not slept with yet, althought we've gone to bed naked for several nights in a row now... Very odd. I keep telling him he musn't try to eat me or kiss me or fuck me because I'm just adverse to it at the moment.
Anyone would be if they thought they were in love.
Ah well.
xoxox
VIEW 6 of 6 COMMENTS
Good luck with your adventure and with your love.
Take, girl, I like you a lot!
LA
[Edited on Apr 03, 2005 9:22PM]