gotta have soul
I was telling a coworker that I'm also friends with about hearing from my ex, D. She quickly said, "of course, because he's the kind of guy that feeds off of women's souls." Wow. Yeah. Well put.
How many empty-souled people have fed from mine? I'm sure more than a few. I'm mending my heart, and it feels good. I hope that much like a broken bone, it fuses back even stronger than it was before. As for my soul, well, that's mine: Get your own, soul, D, and leave mine alone!
