Thoughts of the day...sometime in November 2009 the placement is about right in sequence. Me thinks it was written on the same day as Just Call Me Miss Potato Head.
It would seem that my words are met with blocks. Participation is not had for the most part. I feel that what I say is not understood or cannot be dealt with for various reasons at most times. Most being 99.99% I question if he understands me at all. Ah, for fuck’s sake! Give me a cement wall and let me bang my head so that I might penetrate it if nothing else.
It is not about me. No. It is about him. I gather that in full. And although love is given on my part, I sometimes want to say FUCK IT!!! What holds me back? Will it be more than it is? For this I question. I have placed offers, but yet the door does not swing the other way. That is fine as that is free will. I have gone so far as to see if other men would accept my terms and the answer is no. (Post Script the men questioned would not be willing to allow for polyamory.)
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