Drowning in Flowers
Again and again... and again and again....
Why are my romances so tumultuous? How do other people just "date" and get together and all? Why is everything I touch a comical tragedy in five acts?
Dragon is sad, so sad. We had more days of sweet beauty, heady flights of our own little world, so romantic, so close... and then he pulled away. Okay. I questioned it. Okay. He broke apart and spilled his secrets, and then mentioned that he could see himself marrying me. That spending the rest of his life with me would be so much fun, despite our differences.
He said he was so f***cking lucky. I said that was the sweetest swear I ever heard.
Now he is sad, sad he told me his secrets, feeling weak and bad about life. It is hard for me to watch, to feel ,to not feel slighted. He says he does not want me to feel that way, that it is all just difficult. I had to explain ti him that we are all messes, we are all wrecks, and we live anyway. People can accept one another and all of the crazy they come with... I hope I got through.
His life story has played into my hands so fast and fragile I should be frightened. How did I get swept up? I am so jangled and these pins and needles hurt. But he called again to say Good Night, because he promised he would. I talked about Ophelia.
We've only been dating for three weeks.
Why are my romances so tumultuous? How do other people just "date" and get together and all? Why is everything I touch a comical tragedy in five acts?
Dragon is sad, so sad. We had more days of sweet beauty, heady flights of our own little world, so romantic, so close... and then he pulled away. Okay. I questioned it. Okay. He broke apart and spilled his secrets, and then mentioned that he could see himself marrying me. That spending the rest of his life with me would be so much fun, despite our differences.
He said he was so f***cking lucky. I said that was the sweetest swear I ever heard.
Now he is sad, sad he told me his secrets, feeling weak and bad about life. It is hard for me to watch, to feel ,to not feel slighted. He says he does not want me to feel that way, that it is all just difficult. I had to explain ti him that we are all messes, we are all wrecks, and we live anyway. People can accept one another and all of the crazy they come with... I hope I got through.
His life story has played into my hands so fast and fragile I should be frightened. How did I get swept up? I am so jangled and these pins and needles hurt. But he called again to say Good Night, because he promised he would. I talked about Ophelia.
We've only been dating for three weeks.