Ode to ex-girl friends
I have opted to dedicate this entry to the gift and a curse we call girl friends.
in a world filled with palm pilots, I-pods, and terrorists with bombs in there sneakers it was nice to have the secure feeling of some one who truly cares about you. Although the daily mandatory phone call became cumbersome, and certain aspects of the relationship had lost there thrill, i am ever so thankful for all the time i spent in this relationship.
But just as summer loves often do, this one has inevitably ended. so now my soft cotton blanket of security has bin replaced with a polyester quilt of uneasiness. I must admit that it is unsettling to have some one out there that knows all your secrets, but yet no longer has any emotional attachment to you. It is much like setting free ur diary in open waters to drift about like Tom Hanks in Castaway.
Whoop there it is
in a world filled with palm pilots, I-pods, and terrorists with bombs in there sneakers it was nice to have the secure feeling of some one who truly cares about you. Although the daily mandatory phone call became cumbersome, and certain aspects of the relationship had lost there thrill, i am ever so thankful for all the time i spent in this relationship.
But just as summer loves often do, this one has inevitably ended. so now my soft cotton blanket of security has bin replaced with a polyester quilt of uneasiness. I must admit that it is unsettling to have some one out there that knows all your secrets, but yet no longer has any emotional attachment to you. It is much like setting free ur diary in open waters to drift about like Tom Hanks in Castaway.
Whoop there it is