Please refer to A little more about me:
her all over again.
Rather than it being only an aberration, it was a hard left that became closure. Then becomes a gratitude that’s defined with regrets in terms of larger than life where it is constantly searching for tools to heal thy heart. Living the solitary life in ways I’ve never imagined because love has finally been defined. Yet, a commitment I have to her becomes a matter of life and death where it speaks both of our names. Then my catering to her needs become indirect where it comes over me. As she consumes me, she indirectly communicates to me with her moral codes where I live on the potential. In the riddle between she and I becomes nothing at all as no solutions are found. Its not unfortunate to be me. I'm twelve for a moment. Then itself becomes engagement of 'mid life crisis.' Yet, I'm not that naive. I'm not meant to ride in the moment.
to you.
The solitary moment to speak honestly lies within us as it is spoken in silence. Stillness befalls in an arrangement where sanctuary allows action to represent our Achilles’ heels. Then composition becomes gray matters in the sense of “she never mentions the word, ‘addiction.’ Desire directs us to count down ‘T-minus 10,9’ as we shall wish it was just a ‘stranger we could disengage.’ It becomes stranger than fiction. An imaginary tale called love where we could be happy.
signed sincerely me.
a penny for the unspoken truth.
Anything.
Click. Crash. Man on Fire. The Pursuit of Happyness. Finding Neverland. Vanilla Sky. Dirty Dancing. The Butterfly Effect. The Sixth Sense.
THE L WORD. South of Nowhere. Law and Order:SVU. Seinfeld. Home Edition; Extreme Makeover. Reality Shows. Trivia Games. and of course, the classic; Friends.
The Five People You Meet in Heaven. Tuesdays with Morrie. One More Day. Why do Men have Nipples?.
My 'rents