Michael and I are dating. We are as goofy as before and stupid in our sappy love traps for each other. I can't really imagine any other way to be with him.
I just wish I had more funds right now. I'm getting ******** in the a** with work. Gods. Such ********. I was/am sick for 10+ days with this dumb a** flu. I was incapacitated for most of my break, the day after xmas and then on. The phone lines are bugging out on me so I can't call in for work and they have trouble reaching me for whatever reason. Whatever. It's frustrating as ********, especially since my cousin is coming next week so I didn't want to work then and I won't have much money for next month where I plan to be gone for a whole week of work to spend Vday with my boy. UGH. Money.
Poem in the works:
When my World Ends With You
fires ablaze in lazy winter days,
a faltering step from "I love you,"
seal lips to a promise
(WIP)
His poem was super concrete, but that's not really my style. I like to dwell in metaphors of feelings and swirl around the memories with describing words. It won't be as good as his for sure, but I'd like to try this. > razz I gotta just overload his loved meter. Gotta find as many ways to make him feel loved as possible, hehe.
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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