Dynamics.Neither of us are any taller, but the dynamics have changed. Straight teeth. Neat hair. Make up. Bruiseless legs. Chest. Grace. Backwards Frankenstein.Dynamics.
You realise you can't go into my bag anymore, you freeze. Just like when you saw. I've got your number.
"Coke?" you ask. "Yes," I say, "with a dash." You laugh. I don't. "A dash?" "Vodka." A nod.
I leave and you know you can't spin me around. A hug. Brief. The most brief moment in our ten year relationship.
Change.
Good or
Mans essential illnesssometimes i feel like i'm drowning. mans essential illness- other than our inability to be civilised without proper law and order -is the constant want for things we cannot have. when deciding whether the glass is half empty, or half full you could easily pour and pour until it spills over the brim but you dont. that sweet breath of relief when you lose what you waited so long to obtain because you just dont care anymore.Mans essential illness
Time Spent.take me by supsrise; love me. oh if only, if only, if only it would take you a lifetime to admit that nothing could be better so i'll settle for less; it's not like i haven't done it before. you could buy me that ring that takes my breath away- or you could just tell me that forever sounds good to you or i could just grasp that it will never happen you can't do it; you won't do it. never, ever, ever.Time Spent.
I must admit
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"If you wanna run cool, you got to run on heavy, heavy fuel" - Dire Straits
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We accept the love we think we deserve.
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