“come here baby.
aww look at you.
you know you bring joy into my life?
i thought i would be alone forever,
but you made me see otherwise.
you take care of me.
you protect me.
you love me.
i know baby.
your kisses are so wet!
let me put some food in your bowl.
who is daddy good boy?”
that’s your story.
couple years from now.
talking to your only companion in this world.
somewhere along the line,
you gave up on the hope of finding someone.
you became bitter and sad.
you were either too picky,
too stuck up,
it has left you sitting there,
getting ready to watch another reality show,
with something that sits and barks on command.
proud of yourself?
are you satisfied with that?
have you come to the conclusion that would be your future?
or does that make you want to vomit?
i had to ask,
when you look at your life now..
Do you think you will die alone?
i think i might be an idiot.
i have this crazy notion that i will find someone.
even though i’m not sitting on some sex site,
twiddling my thumbs for the next big dick to bone me.
i have this insane feeling that i will find my wolf.
he’s out there!
he is out there somewhere!
he maybe thinking about getting up at this very moment,
to walk to the bodega,
where I’m planning on going after i post this.
we will bump into each other,
i will look at him crazy,
but we will lock eyes.
somehow one of us will have the balls to get the #.
i don’t want to sit with the feeling i will be alone forever.
that is absolutely scary.
i also don’t want to feel i have to hoe myself out for it.
ive had enough pipe to know i want more than a nut.
why should i speak down to myself?
i stay optimistic i will find a good paying employment,
own a closet full of “expensive”,
racks on racks in my accounts,
and take this site to higher heights.
even though i’m unemployed,
my clothes are on struggle,
my money is funny as hell,
and my site is just “here” at the moment.
why can’t i hold on to hope someone is out there too?
and i won’t have to put wear and tear on my butt cheeks to find him?
some have turned all the way on,
have it turned off until further notice,
or the shit just broke and you too lazy to fix it.
i often wonder if it’s crazy to know you will find someone,
even if you aren’t actively pursuing it?
i notice when i chase a wolf,
when i’m nonchalant,
i guess i get excited and click my louie loafers too soon.
especially when he is fine as hell and exactly my type.
don’t act like you don’t.
maybe i’m just weird,
but i have to hold on.
so i had to wonder when it comes to you…