Not really fighting crime or saving lives, just sharing time and parts of mine.
I met her through a friend so there is that added level of respect. I try and keep the convo filth-free and that made her comfortable with me. She's quiet but not the sneaky kind...borderline shy. Never asks to go out, partially due to the shy I thought at first. Working on her master's and slaving at work for the master gets the worse of her. So instead of a movie or night cap she just wants a nap. That's nothing but cooo to me cause I'm just cooo breezing, coasting on peace. But I am a guy and she's a girl at times and when she requests me its company for the night. She comes in pajamas, full set with a lock and key and all she asks of me is arms for the night. So I get her text around nine and gauge the activities from then to pillow time. I accept. Next text, "I'm here" and for dear, its go-go Gadget arms and she's knocked out before the lights are out. Clear!
Next subject was object of my affection for 13 months or so. She and I weren't supposed to get close but sips turned to gulps and eventual overdose. She had nothing but dark in her past and anticipated nothing but the worse from my grasp. So when I made a mistake it was magnified eleventeen times. She said she painted me too perfect and had me on a pedestal so when I stepped on her toe I might as well have amputated her soul. So I spent as much time as we were good apologizing to get myself back in good. But it never happened. We were opposites. My memory for bad never lasted but hers stayed fresh, close and she blasted it every time she wanted to love me back. Fast forward from our past. We speak and can be human at times and I've grown to be her confidant. Says I know her the best and accept her faults, so when she does wrong and is dying of remorse she calls me, repeatedly. Only for me to remind her that she is more sweet than sour. Happened the third time this Spring and she came back to life. So I get her call with an "I love you Reggie", few tears and apologies, the story, the regret, we turn mountains to boulders and its go-go Gadget Shoulders, reflect her beauty, shine and shimmer, go-go Gadget Mirror.
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