kidego

Thats my purgatory really. Dinner, drinks, whatever.
Never really all that interested but I find myself telling her how beautiful she is anyway.
Cause its true.
All women are, in one way or another.
You know theres always something about every damn one of you, theres a smile, a curve, a secret. You ladies really are the most amazing creatures.
My lifes work.
But then there is the morning after, the hangover, the realization that Im not quite as available as I thought I was the night before. Then shes gone and Im haunted by yet another road not taken.