Eulogy for a love affair

baileydog

baileydog

I wanna be a SMIB
Yesterday night making love with you was the same to me as brushing my teeth, I felt better afterwards but it was routinely done with robot precision and all the decision and anticipation gone
brushed away with over familiarity.
This morning when you kissed me good bye there was no chill deep inside me:
I know how you kiss, and your secret ways arent secret to me anymore and all the couriosity and expectation gone, kissed away with over familiarity. But I cant let go, can you.
I hold on to what is gone and know my fingers grasp nothingness and tighten my already clenching grip.
I dont want to have to learn it all over again with someone new, but there is no feeling in me when I see you. I am dead weight under your roving touch that knows all the places and spaces: I am bored to tears-which you mistake for my pleasure.
I will never stop loving you as I have never stopped loving those who came before you, but anticipation and new expectations are my lifeblood.
Forgive me for knowing you too well. Or perhaps it is that you know me, and I do not wish to be known. :huggy: Author: Lisa Lenard
 
nachomama

nachomama

All Up In Your Grill
baileydog said:
Just a little something Ive been lugging around in my wallet for about 25 years. Thought Id share.
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Y would you carry that around in your wallet for 25 years?

I think I told my ex all I needed to say when I said,

"The sight of you makes me want to vomit,
Don't effin touch me, don't effin look at me,
Get the H*ll out of my house with your needle-d**k
self and don't let the door hitcha where the good lord
splitcha." :yay:
 
MDTerps

MDTerps

Back in the saddle
nachomama said:
Y would you carry that around in your wallet for 25 years?

I think I told my ex all I needed to say when I said,

"The sight of you makes me want to vomit,
Don't effin touch me, don't effin look at me,
Get the H*ll out of my house with your needle-d**k
self and don't let the door hitcha where the good lord
splitcha." :yay:
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:lmao: Are we sisters??? On my part replace needle-D**K with Cheating bastard!
 
Wickedwrench

Wickedwrench

Stubborn and opinionated
nachomama said:
Y would you carry that around in your wallet for 25 years?

I think I told my ex all I needed to say when I said,

"The sight of you makes me want to vomit,
Don't effin touch me, don't effin look at me,
Get the H*ll out of my house with your needle-d**k
self and don't let the door hitcha where the good lord
splitcha." :yay:
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Wow. All I said was that I was changing the locks as soon as she left.:roflmao:
 
baileydog

baileydog

I wanna be a SMIB
nachomama said:
Y would you carry that around in your wallet for 25 years?

I think I told my ex all I needed to say when I said,

"The sight of you makes me want to vomit,
Don't effin touch me, don't effin look at me,
Get the H*ll out of my house with your needle-d**k
self and don't let the door hitcha where the good lord
splitcha." :yay:
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I dont know why exactly except to say that I put it in there and there it stayed. Its deep in a place I never look but I ran across it the other day and thought Id share. My poem wasnt for anyone in perticuliar, I just liked it. But your poem was nice too. :flowers:
 
kwillia

kwillia

n/a
mainman said:
Awwwwww..... stock up on peanut butter....
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OMG...:roflmao: That post will go in the history books along with "Run around the block a couple times and put some flavor in that thang." :roflmao:
 
CandyRain

CandyRain

New Member
baileydog said:
Yesterday night making love with you was the same to me as brushing my teeth, I felt better afterwards but it was routinely done with robot precision and all the decision and anticipation gone
brushed away with over familiarity.
This morning when you kissed me good bye there was no chill deep inside me:
I know how you kiss, and your secret ways arent secret to me anymore and all the couriosity and expectation gone, kissed away with over familiarity. But I cant let go, can you.
I hold on to what is gone and know my fingers grasp nothingness and tighten my already clenching grip.
I dont want to have to learn it all over again with someone new, but there is no feeling in me when I see you. I am dead weight under your roving touch that knows all the places and spaces: I am bored to tears-which you mistake for my pleasure.
I will never stop loving you as I have never stopped loving those who came before you, but anticipation and new expectations are my lifeblood.
Forgive me for knowing you too well. Or perhaps it is that you know me, and I do not wish to be known. :huggy: Author: Lisa Lenard
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Aren't these normal feelings after you've been in a relationship for a while? :ohwell:

Everyone wants anticipation and new expectations but to continually seek this by relationship hopping is immature. :gettingoffsoapbox:
 
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