trilodean

exsacting confusion, the lady and i are at odds but for once it is not her but me at fault, and not to proud of it. well no one is perfect, it is not a broken promise or and question of fidelity but of compatibility and confort. my lack of perfection causes disconfort, in both of us. i see flaws in myself that i wish to cut out like a cancer, but i want to keep them in a jar on the mantle to remain a part of me in contact with the way i am. the thoughts run across my mind like the zodiac across the night sky are blessings hidden amoung omens. why is it that i could have the near perfect woman but those inperfections and dislikes turn into cause of a civil war of confort and breaks the very fiber of our union..... it's like a puppy, in the begining you love it to death but after some monthes you want to strangle the damn thing to death because it keeps pissing on the persian rug, but all of that is your fault for not anticipating and housebreaking, but how do you retaine yourself and housebreak the girlfriend? any answers would be thankful but once agian i love that no one will read this.... i'll answer myself!