Okay. Just how complicated can I make my life? Everyday I seem to test that very question.
She is fantastic, beautiful, smart, funny, crazy, and leaving. What the fuck have I gotten involved in. Everyday I say " Ok, is this going to work. How is this going to work? How is what going to work? What work? She is leaving." And then she comes to me, she smiles, she laughs, she kisses me, with her arms wrapped around my waist. I tell myself that now is enough, that very second, the thrill I get from her just being her. I tell myself that we have right now and I can deal with that...............
I don't know if I can deal with that. 3 more weeks and she leaves. Then what??????????????????????????????
3:33 am. Must get in shower. Flight leaves at 6:30am. Leaving Los Angeles for the great state of Texas, Dallas to be precise. 3 weeks of hot and sticky.
Wonder how I can fuck my life up there?
She is fantastic, beautiful, smart, funny, crazy, and leaving. What the fuck have I gotten involved in. Everyday I say " Ok, is this going to work. How is this going to work? How is what going to work? What work? She is leaving." And then she comes to me, she smiles, she laughs, she kisses me, with her arms wrapped around my waist. I tell myself that now is enough, that very second, the thrill I get from her just being her. I tell myself that we have right now and I can deal with that...............
I don't know if I can deal with that. 3 more weeks and she leaves. Then what??????????????????????????????
3:33 am. Must get in shower. Flight leaves at 6:30am. Leaving Los Angeles for the great state of Texas, Dallas to be precise. 3 weeks of hot and sticky.
Wonder how I can fuck my life up there?