Always smile for the moment.

I don’t have a list of things that I love about him in my head.  I’m afraid that I may be going about this all wrong.  I mean, I’m still practically pining for another even though it’s been nine months or so.  What happened to my burned bridges?  I wasn’t supposed to have anything more than charred stumps sticking out from the river’s banks.  I’m useless when it comes to doing what’s right for me.  Give me a challenge and I’m fucking ON!  Give me something that require immediate attention and has a lot riding on it, then I have a billion other things to do.

I’m going to tell him that I need him more.  I’m going to tell my boyfriend that we need more fire.  I want more fire.  From him, this time.  Fuck, I have enough flame for both of us, but it isn’t truly enough.