So do you ever have one of those days where you just feel like it’s doomsday. Because you feel like your going to be alone the rest of your life. like you will never feel like you will ever find your other half. Like OMG my my other half is a Shakespeare dram and he had some kind of tragic death and I will suffer the rest of my days till I die “in gods time” to find my other half. For the love of potatoes even in Shakespeare the other half at least knows who it is. The not knowing is the true torture. Maybe this is more like A Edgar Allen Poe Pome. Having to watch the pendulum over head tic and Tock over you alone and lonely. waiting for it to reach you for your final day to lay in agony all alone.
yes I have a fantastic imagination. And just as i take it to the dooms I can take it to the beauty.
so then I think maybe my other half may have had a tragic death and he is has chosen to stay so he can follow me around and make sure nothing bad happens to me. Maybe he comes in my dreams and makes love to me. Maybe when I feel my hands go to my lower area it’s him who has entered my body and is giving me the loving that he longs to be doing physically. Maybe he is the single flower I see growing by itself that I am enjoying watching grow.
maybe he’s the sunrise I see or for me the rainy nights that I love.
wherever he is I pray he is happy and knows that I am not a damsel in distress and I will be strong for him and me. 😊😁
