Maybe..maybe..I just wasn't thinking clear. Maybe I had had too much to drink. Maybe I had a lot of catching up to do..cause, I'd never been lonelier this Valentines day.
Lola is one cold fish. The ice queen of Valentines.
I know..I know she's done a lot for me. Just not in a romantic way. Its never been as fantastic as I'd hoped.
And I'd had a lot feelings get to me. You know, did I think about S E X all the time? Was I NO BETTER than those hot shots with all the power who are in a heap of trouble these days with this hashtag ME TOO, going on?
I didn't think so. I don't gloat, you know. Not really. I don't think, anyway. But it was on my mind. So I drank some bad rum. Got in a stomp.
Guess..I broke some dishes.
Lola wasn't home yet, and I was just blue. Yeah, that was it.
And when Daisy came to me..It was like lightening flashed and IT was so alive.
Never had I thought it would be so inviting and warm and cozy on a winter's night. She's good at being attentive. Not at all the needy type. And she showed me the way, with her touch and her kiss, that found parts of me I didn't know needed tending too.
Yeah, she's mermaid without a home.