I think I might.
Never come that close.
To loving anything ever again.
On second thought,
No.
It was fun.
And well worth every juicey second together.
Now it is all just a dream to me.
I need to keep in touch.
To know you were real.
To know you are out there.
The world is big enough for there to be two of you.
It is hard when there is nothing to look forward to.
Isn't it?
Don't be a mouse, be a lion
