Today I also heard a record which brought back memories of my ex and the pain in my stomach really cut. There was no longing for her as such, it was just the past and the now rubbing up against each other. I guess the real hurt was the passing of time and no one to hold me now.
I feel I've still got a lot to give but when I look in the mirror I just see death.
I'm still happy in me though. But then I don't have to look at me.
Maybe I can jump to one of these parallel dimensions and swap with another me, one who is better looking and long of hair and heavy on wit.
My son is giving me more and more pleasure as his waffling becomes more clever and interesting. When I look at him I can't help but grab him and cuddle him hard. I'm lucky to have him.
The warm weather is almost here now and so I grab my lime juice and close the curtains.
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