pretty spesh

I miss talking to you, hearing your voice, looking at your face, taking the piss out of you, you taking the piss out of me, massages with coconut oil, tea and dark chocolate, laughing my ass off, cooking for you and of course going to bed with you (naked).

I know it was only a short time that we had this fling, but right now when I feel tired, alone, empty and need a little attention, I have my thoughts and my blog. Not the same, but is working wonders for me right now as I have so much happening up stairs.

I don't want to sound attached or needy or desperate. But like I said to ya, your pretty spesh to moi. I still wanna call ya and tell ya random shit about any random incident. I'm not sure why, but I think its because you listen, you get my head space and see it from my perspective. I like that allot about you, and the fact that you then provide insight or a different perspective.

I'm not sure right now honey if I am ready for a relationship, as you know I am outta here in 10 weeks (and counting) to depart on my own journey, similar, but very different from you. You are living your career right now, I have lived mine and am about to re-discover my passion for me, for my career and for life.

But just so you know... you still pop into my mind everyday.