Just another lost spirit

Roses

Dear Diary

It is so wierd not being able to give skater boy all of me. I really wish I could, but bob still has me. I’m still in his arms and no matter how badly I want to be free, it is hard to leave a place with so much joy and memories.  I really want to be in skater boy’s arms…it just sucks that when he hugs me, even if it’s for a second, bob’s face pops into my mind.

If love was a bouquet
of a dozen roses
He would be holding ten
and you would be holding two
I wish I could give you all of them
but they do not belong to you

I wonder if you will ever make love to me.