Cre8tive Mojo Fell in love (Part V)

I REALLY didn't think there would be a part 5 to this, but here it is. My guard was STILL up,I was coming out of my Love Coma. Of course, he texted me to meet up. I was super excited for an hour...

I was still making an effort to look hot cause I was going to see him. When I saw him, it was the same thing again. He was fucked up and I was worried. I honestly could feel a wrinkle coming in. It just pissed me off. It was almost as if he didn't want anyone to give a fuck about him, because he liked getting fucked up THAT much.

He took unnecessary risks and I was left wondering how hard did I fall for him. WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING? This girl that just met him for the first time was shocked I had the patience to deal with him. All I could tell her was that I was really in love. In a perfect world, he would understand the word MODERATION.

There was a point in the night, I let my guard down and showed a little affection. It felt so good for two minutes to just touch him and have things feel like it was before. I miss the way things use to be, but I know better now. I was in love with him, and he just loved getting fucked up. I was nothing but a person to help him continue his fucked-upness. He probably doesn't even remember anything.

SO, here is lesson#5 in love: Move on. If you are lucky, love will find you.

THE END

xo

Cre8tive Mojo