the cats were out
fresh roses on the table
made a playlist of soft jazz
got some candlesticks into the holders
nice bottle of wine
cleaned the house the night before
it killed me to do it but passed on an evening with a good friend performing at a concert
held 200 bucks out of my check (at christmas time when i need it) just for dinner
planned on coffee at the gypsy
found a few flix we've talked about, one being our first date she passed on
made all my calls and contacts early so we would have the evening to ourselves
waited 2 hours between 2 calls and she decides she'd just have a quiet evening at home alone
dropped the jazz, pumped up saliva and tantric
candles are nearly out (wax is fun)
the wine was gone early, working on irish coffee, then the bud light
got a line of laundry and videos leading from room to room. tie is in the shower
going to the gypsy later to write a very dark, harsh piece regarding devotion
watching fight club in my boxers
left the phone in the car so i wouldn't answer IF she called
gave the roses to the cats
at least it was a nice week
someone, please hit her with a stick




--
you say, girl -
know too well
know the chill
know she breaks; my siren
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