Awake, Alone, and ***** Again

I awoke thirsty in the night, after your love dehydrated me.

I awoke to the letter you left next to me, and read you were leaving me;

I awoke to the notion that I knew that you would.

I awoke knowing a Victoria's Secret Super Model and a Video Game Software Applications Programmer could never be.

I awoke sadly recognizing cute, funny, and bespectacled couldn't and wouldn't sustain you.

I awoke to the expectation of going to Comicon with my friends after all.

I awoke between 25 and 26 years old, I could actually say I had had a girlfriend.

I awoke with the stored memory of nine and a half weeks, no longer a ******

I awoke in my awareness I would once again have to Master my own Bate;

I awoke with a renewed hard-on, greeted by Palm'ira Queen of the Right Hand'ling Empire, her skin glistening with **** and expectation.

Ohh man this ******* *****

*** with someone other than yourself is so KICK ***

-----ChawzzyScript

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