Not to say it hasn't ended, and begun, and ended and begun... but there's a certain finality in the warmth of the Florida weather.
Jwo must know. She didn't even question the mysterious meeting of the onagain-offagain when I thought of a lame excuse for the waterworks. Usually she'd beg for dirt, or wait for me to leave. I'll have to thank her someday for feigning ignorance.
They say the ending of relationships require mourning much as people do. OK, they don't say that, I usually say that. About time I listen to my own little words of wisdom, eh?
The tears flowed at the green door and through karaoke and haven't stopped since.
I didn't smoke during karaoke, though I just lit up a four month old clove. DAMN. I'm so glad I'm a nonsmoker. How did I ever smoke these things? Ick. *crumplecrumple*
Although I cry, and pathetically attempt to smoke, that's not to say that I regret. I don't regret a thing.
I only wish we'd gotten to go dancing.
Oh the thrill of the thought
That you might give a thought
To my plea--Cast a spell over me
Still I said to myself: Get a hold of yourself
Can't you see it can never be
You go to my head
With a smile that makes my temperature rise
Like a summer with a thousand July's
You intoxicate my soul with your eyes
Though I'm certain that this heart of mine
Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
You go to my head, you go to my head
You go to my head
There will be times, I'm certain, when I will wonder how different life might have been if that secret were shared earlier. So will you.
Don't wait when the next one appears.
"Do not seek enlightenment unless you seek it as a man whose hair is on fire seeks a pond." - Sri Ramakrishna.
Act on love no less fervently. It lies in waiting for each of us. It only requires that we be willing to embrace it when it comes.
Arr, me hearty. You deserve much happiness, and much love, whether you believe it or not.
Don't think that I will ever forget, or stop caring.