I’ve thought about the long years since our parting.
All the things I gave up when I said goodbye to you. Oh, how I miss those times.
I wish I could get back just a little of that with you. I would be willing to give up the old habits of the past just to be by your side.
I’m committed to becoming the person you desire…the person who will stand by your side through thick and thin.
From now on I won’t mind the mysterious hickies I spy on the back of your neck, or the disappearance of hours in a day as you “work late” – nudge-nudge-wink-wink. I will look forward to the sores and the crabs and the chancres and wear them with pride, knowing that they were given in love. I will not fear the AIDS test but instead welcome the possibility to play a little Russian roulette with my nethers.
I will not be threatened by the neighbor, or the co-worker, or the stranger, or the random farm animal…as any of those will now be assumed part of my lover’s posse.
I will take an extra job to be able to afford those little things you desire, like hookers, dime bags and Loverboy CD’s.
I am so thankful to be able to give these things to you.
Oh, and April Fool’s Douchebag!
You can SUCK IT!