D'Asti, rain, & wet sheets; skylights, satin, & sweet heat..
He lingered on my pillow cases, but had not been there in weeks. His change of shoes by my bathroom still stacked neat; His shade of sun glasses still got to Me! I no longer wanted him, but I used him in my dreams. He fed into my ego without feeding into Me. His scent still ached in my love, but I hated His Human Being. His smile climaxed depth to his presence; I'll remember that forever. His absence cursed Me with such luck. I'm too in Love with myself to Love anyone else. I think she could make him happy; at least bitter sweet. He won't stop calling, stop texting, stop tweeting Me. Publically I can not relate & patiently he'll wait.. for the next man to show face & take his space. There's only two things I'm in love with: Rain & Pain.
He lingered on my pillow cases, but had not been there in weeks. His change of shoes by my bathroom still stacked neat; His shade of sun glasses still got to Me! I no longer wanted him, but I used him in my dreams. He fed into my ego without feeding into Me. His scent still ached in my love, but I hated His Human Being. His smile climaxed depth to his presence; I'll remember that forever. His absence cursed Me with such luck. I'm too in Love with myself to Love anyone else. I think she could make him happy; at least bitter sweet. He won't stop calling, stop texting, stop tweeting Me. Publically I can not relate & patiently he'll wait.. for the next man to show face & take his space. There's only two things I'm in love with: Rain & Pain.
I'm addicted to both. Here's one for The Insane Bitches.
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