You have been so nice lately. I know that this thing can’t work. As song as we are sharing the house, it would be nice if we could find some comfort in one another.
I try to stay strong. I have fallen for your dark skin, strong arms, and all that far to many times. Or I get scared and just don’t want to sleep alone. We end up right back where we started.,hurting and hurting each other, over and over again.
This house sharing is agony. May it not really take me another month to move out. We just need to pay off my car
first. Then two households will be a snap.
I’m being pretty generous to just give you the house. I only want 3 rooms of furniture. Our kitchen won’t be hard to divide. I’m not attached to a lot. I would like the painting we got as a wedding gift. I’m sure you would rather keep the more expensive art piece.
Things have been so relaxed that last few days that I started noticing how good looking you are. When I came home today I was thinking about maybe playing real nice for a little while. I’m glad you are mad at me.
How does one feel God when they’re in the desert?
