Swept Away
I think of him often, daily, in fact.
Some would say it is far too often.
Others would be excited at the thought.
It’s a complex affair of mixed feelings.
The twinge of deep regret of the past.
The entirely too strong desire of the present.
Some days my heart turns bright shades of red out of foolishness.
Other days it beats so strong with happiness.
Either way, I still think of him.
He was flawed, insensitive and selfish.
He is intriguing, funny and sexy.
Attributes I have always found intoxicating.
Maybe I know him to well.
Maybe I know him to little.
Perhaps I am blinded by rose-colored glasses.
I want him more than I have ever wanted anything.
And I still think of him.
Daily.
Love is a Battlefield
Stopping by from SITS and wishing you a great day! :)
ReplyDeleteI have one of those myself and feel he exact way. You put it so eloquently!
ReplyDeleteKeep your chin up Julie!
You should talk about me so. For alas, I read your words and said "such passion!" I am an eCard away! (smile)
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