A Smell

I can just smell the upcoming ORD even though it is almost 6 months away still. This is particularly strong now that Dom's had his ORD dinner. I really want to move on, onward to freedom and so on. This is it isn't it?

I never liked the idea of secrets, as such always had somewhat of a disdain for it.

I Can't Get Used To It

I can't get used to it,
the brevity,
of your emotion.
There was much to be said,
and in the wee hours,

It felt like yesterday,
just before my sleep today though.

I can't get used to it.
How it all changes,
everything, life the everlasting.
Forget.

Don't forget,
It wasn't yesterday. It wasn't today.
It was last week,
You broke it,
I had to fix it.

I can't get used to it,
As a guy, its part of me,
its all me, I need to fix something
I need something to fix.

Stand next to me,
No, don't
because I don't see you there.
I just see

Shoulders.

Drink me.