Tonight:

[growler_south]

I dreamed of you,
but as I dreamed I knew
the warm body, the weight beside me, the love in my bed
Was not you, but a pillow.
Mocking, a fantasy of spun polyester.
In my dream I cried, and I woke,
wet,
cold,
desolate.

Today I burned my pillow. Black smoke above the neighbourhood,
An offering to the god of compassion (Let me love again,) Retribution to the usurper.

Your space is here.
It wont be filled,
until you come to fill it.

Please come soon- Pillows are only on sale until thursday.

Ok, so I didn't *really* burn my pillow, I was just very grumpy with it and called it some nasty names. Hurrumph.

Comments

[boofbiker.livejournal.com]

Why dont you look at moving to him?

[f8n-begorra.livejournal.com]

Maybe they should meet first!
But then, I'm one to talk!
whiskerfish met, dated and moved in all in the same day.

[growler-south.livejournal.com]

LOL maybe someday- need to meet him and get approval from the family first!(that's You and Robbie and Fish and Jeff and Greg, BTW, not Mum and Dad.)

11 more sleeps till SF!!! EEEEEEeeee!!! :-D

[digdusdownunda.livejournal.com]

*HUG*