(no subject)
I am about to go to sleep
to take a woman
in my arms
that I could care less about
well
no
more than any person
recently met
you know
how you feel
when you meet someone who seems
neat
nice
cool
who seems to be a good person
you kind of like them
but
really
without any shared history
you
cant really care that much about them
that's
how I feel
this woman
naked and warm
comforting as she will be in my arms
I just cant bring myself
to
care about her
any more
that a stranger
which I suppose she is
and
quite frankly
I wish she meant more
but
she does not
and
I think
maybe
I am too old for this shit
too old for meaningless women
and
casual sex
too old for romping around
like
I am twenty two
maybe
just maybe
it is time for me to grow up
only
there is a part of myself
that says
why?
for who?
and I can only guess
but
I have to think
that
as long as I act this way
I will never find
the woman I want
the woman who I can marry
instead doomed
to string of beautiful
but empty women
of empty affairs
that only leave me feeling worse
to take a woman
in my arms
that I could care less about
well
no
more than any person
recently met
you know
how you feel
when you meet someone who seems
neat
nice
cool
who seems to be a good person
you kind of like them
but
really
without any shared history
you
cant really care that much about them
that's
how I feel
this woman
naked and warm
comforting as she will be in my arms
I just cant bring myself
to
care about her
any more
that a stranger
which I suppose she is
and
quite frankly
I wish she meant more
but
she does not
and
I think
maybe
I am too old for this shit
too old for meaningless women
and
casual sex
too old for romping around
like
I am twenty two
maybe
just maybe
it is time for me to grow up
only
there is a part of myself
that says
why?
for who?
and I can only guess
but
I have to think
that
as long as I act this way
I will never find
the woman I want
the woman who I can marry
instead doomed
to string of beautiful
but empty women
of empty affairs
that only leave me feeling worse
no subject
True love man... it used to be so easy.
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all you really needed
was a well constructed mask
and
a trusty swashbuckling sword
no subject
no subject
you did quite well
actually
and your thought
is most welcome and appreciated
no subject
perhaps it's in the air.