INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

He loved the way she slept. “How is that even possible”, he would ask himself? But it was…and he did. He loved everything about the time they spent together, the way his hand fit in hers, the way she laughed when he was being silly, and how she knew his response to something before it even happened. Familiarity can often be a buzz kill, but with her, it was a turn on. It was sexy to them the comfortableness of the space they shared, the coziness of their stare. He loved how when they went to the movies, after each trailer they would look at each other and shake their head yes or no, always on the same page. It was their thing, and although minuscule , he hoped she shared that with no one else. As they lay in bed she turns to her side and lets out a pout, arching her back. A tell-tale sign that she wanted a back rub. Which of course she knew she would get, as he always obliged. Lying there, rubbing her back, kissing her shoulder, deep in the midst of pure intimacy, the picture perfect ...

He loved her. That alone was the problem, and the solution. It was his greatest strength, and his most vulnerable weakness. The selfishness of his love was terrorizing him... holding him hostage and greedily unwilling to let him go. Her love reminded him of the ocean, at times clear and pure and easy to see, and then dark and murky, full of danger and unknowns. Like waves crashing into the shore as he stood on the wet sands. Sometimes the water would gently come up to his feet, and other times the waves would rush in almost knocking him over. He stood on the edge of the water always cautious and yet always care free. No matter the temperature he would surely run right in given the chance. He hated who he was with her, but he loathed who he was without her. The lonely sailor lost at sea. Surrounded by the endless depths it became hard to tell where the ocean stopped and the sky began. And this is how he felt with her, as if up were down and down were up. Certainly he would love to find ...

Once upon a time there was a man living his life, And he wondered the earth in search of his wife, He was hoping and hoping that he would soon find love, And be with the woman he constantly dreamed of... After years of never finding the love that he seeked, It appeared his luck had changed, because he had now found three. This situation was lucky he thought, this has to be so rare, But not as lucky as hoped it to be, poor David and his three bears. The first bear the prettiest thing he'd ever seen, She had a smile so perfect she could be in a magazine Her eyes were so pretty, damn they were so pretty, She'd walk the streets and stop all the traffic in the city, But it's hard to fall in love when nobody wants to fall, And you in two different places, she's summer, and he's fall. So no matter how much you talk you always in different seasons, And it all falls apart even though they have different reasons. And he wants to say something, he wants to t...

She was afraid that type of love would never find her, And her ex loves all served as a bad reminder. Of how she wished she had been just a little kinder, So she entered her next relationship with blinders, Fell in love with a stranger that she thought she knew. Took a walk down let's get married avenue. The fear of never finding love again can scare us, To the point where it gets hard to look in mirrors. Staring at the lonliness you see in your reflection, Wishing you could go back in time and change direction. If not him then who else gonna up and love me? She running out of options at least this is something, And we all know something is better than nothing. Except she never got to read From Something to Nothing, So she ignores all the signs and his many flaws, And she says I do even though when asked she paused. Walking down the aisle to the sound of the crowds applause, But they don't know she walking off to a hopeless cause, Cause now she carrying his...