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on Tue, Jan 10, 2012 at 11:36 AM
We had a good thing going on for a while. It was hot. It got oily. But then it got greasy. When you kept making me traipse off to meet you in that secret spot after dark, it had to end. I am a lot younger than you, but I am still a grown woman. I know certain people might have something to say about it if we got together, but we're both single adults - who cares? You act like I don't exist until its time to squirrel me away like your dirty little secret... I wish I could stop thinking about you and those nights we spent together. And I wish you didn't worry so much what other people think and take this chance to be with me. This isn't turning into much of a bitch - I wish I could say you suck, but you're really great. If you can ever stop being such a man-child and take me by the hand and walk me to your car; maybe we can try this again. I miss you. But I'm not stealing off into the night like a criminal! —You'd Be Happy If You Had a Mind To
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There's a little too much love in this bitch