Wednesday, September 17, 2008

A Bed To OurSelf...

Once upon a time you loved me. Once upon a time you crave me and dreamed of my every move. Once upon a time you would make love to my soul and not just my body. Once upon a time you we were BFF and even acted as each other diaries, telling each other our every secret and desire. Once upon a time my opinion matter and was valued, and my every love gesture received and praised.
That was once upon a time....

But one day ya'll forget the touch of my skin after sex. One day I won't be there to kiss down my own comet trail. One day the funniest thing will happy and I won't be there for you to tell the story to. One day you won't wake up to my singing while I do my morning rituals. One day your crave my pesto pasta only to come home to hot pockets and ramon noodles. One day you'll miss how my neon green nails would light up on your chest at night. One day ya'll become a assistant manager and won't have anyone to celebrate with. One day...yes one day you'll wake to a bed all to yourself.

See you later, see you soon
p a y n eH.
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