Funny
Life is sometimes.
Now life just seems
Empty.
Mysterious.
Dead.
Can life be dead?
It seems to be more dead every day.
I am full of questions I will probably never ask.
No matter how much I want to.
Honestly I want you.
Do you really want me though?
Me more than her?
I can't see it.
But I suppose I will continue to try.
Try to see us happening.
Try to see us lasting long enough to make this good.
Will it?
I wish I could see the future.
Too bad I cannot, so I guess I'll have to try it.
Being the curious person I am.
This may even be fun while it lasts.