I have been really sad lately, and it just dawned on me why.
A great new life started for me a couple of years ago, and I turned them upside down with the help of manipulation while I was manic, and I lost my love forever.
Yes, I say my love. She is my love.
Everytime she lights her cigarette, she thinks of me.
Our bond. Our coffee, cigarette, and our knowledge that we can lean back and we will always feel the breath of the other gently on our necks.
I love you, forever.
My book comes out May 18. You will have to order it. I do not have an address to ship it to.