Lucid in London

I Wrote This For You

Posted in Brainburp, Personal by It's Lucy! on June 7, 2011

 

I kissed you even though I saw you were sick. Even though I knew you were going to make me sick.

That day still remains the worst I ever felt. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, I was somewhere else and it was bright.

I miss you and I hope things will always be good. I am so unimpressed with all the men I meet: they are not very nice people, you know, not a single one of them. They are not like you, they don’t care for me, or they care for me because of silly reasons like the sent and feel of my hair. There’s nothing wrong with that, I suppose, but it usually gets very boring sometime around the third dinner date.

We didn’t even need food to keep each other entertained. We didn’t need much of anything really.

With a little luck, I might even see you sometime soon.

Otherwise I will keep on seeing you whenever I close my eyes. You are a secret I refuse to give up.

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