i think about you honey all the time my heart says yes

i randomly bombard my cybersex boys with questions of love. who? what was her name? how long? do you miss her? think about her sometimes? it's not jealousy or possesiveness that motivates me, don't get me wrong. i don't care at all about that, because i have no doubt that i'm special, i have no insecurity that i'm living in a shadow. i know i'm all the things he's looking for right now and i'm fine with that. but these stories of these girls, loves lost, they comfort me somehow. i like to stare into that void, feel the commonality of it. the way we're all connected through what we're lacking, the things we had that are gone.

2006-04-04