• First I got up

    by  • August 4, 2013 • * Safe for Work *, Miss You • 5 Comments

    Then I had a piece of toast. Then I had a few more pieces of toast on account of I apparently really like toast.

    It’s all just filling time until you are with me. Please don’t make me wait forever.

    5 Responses to First I got up

    1. c
      August 4, 2013 at 6:17 pm

      where we meeting?

    2. tricia
      August 4, 2013 at 10:20 pm

      you like carbs

    3. Bridge
      August 5, 2013 at 12:51 am

      At the airport? On the kitchen floor? I really don’t mind where. It is the when of it that drives me to distraction.

      Yeah carbs are alright. I have nothing against them. >.<

    4. Tricia Tricia. Oh my Word !
      August 5, 2013 at 6:05 am

      Is this the ‘real’ Tricia?

      Lol. There is only one real Tricia in the US.

      Looks like Jackie Kennedy circa 1960 (the pic on the boat) only add the most beautiful black, bushy
      curly hair to that face…that Tricia?

      You were the prettiest woman in town. But you never had an ego about it. That made you even more

      Nice to see you here!

      PS. The awakening?
      I walked by huge coffee table type book displayed up high; at eye level a few weeks after we parted. My neck jerked back, because it was like you were staring right at me when I saw the book.
      I never did realize it before. The curved eyebrows, every feature. It was amazing; there was no difference between the two of you, at least in that picture.

      Course Jackie didn’t have that hair. Hell, no one does ! One of a kind, you were.
      Oh, say. I met a wonderful girl. We were engaged.

      I think she joined the circus or something; she just disappeared.

    5. tricia
      August 5, 2013 at 3:31 pm

      Well I certainly am a tricia but not one that “joined” the circus.

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