everyone wants a lover. i do. i am sure you do. i am just glad she is not my lover. i am also glad that she is not my lover either. or her. or her. or her. they are all great women in their own right, but i'm really grateful they are not my lovers.
when things ended between all of them, i admit, i cried. i moped around, having a pity party. i really missed them. their companship. their sex. their friendship. their "love".
then something happened. something opened my eyes and i realized they saying no to me was a blessing in disguise.
so to the lovers that are no more, thank you and i am glad that you are not apart of me.
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