THE MAGIC OF DAY ONE

You meet someone.You share a spark, you wonder if you've got a chance.Day one triggers a light. But day 370 we are in bed and am wishing you were someone else. Day 431 am pretending to listen to you while staring at the woman behind you.Am not going to do anything but I need to know if I wanted to, I could.Day 509 messages in bed,while your laying next to me or in the bathroom or in the kitchen to Strangers, ex's, old shags maybe your best friend. Day 567 am using the vibrater in the bathroom or having one night stands. Day 589 kissing someone else in the corner or bathroom; while you're at the counter buying drinks. Day 640 sex with some ex, someone, whoever; straight or gay. Day 761,791,801 you find out!! You cry, Shutdown for a few days, convince yourself that you can start again. And you do but your partner is no longer yours. One foot in one, foot out. Formality of your relationship becomes unnecessary.. not because its out there.. but because its a Red flag to the skirts at the party. Leaving you with friends,as she dances with her new catch.Then

Finally day 911 is the last bit: when She meets someone new and has "A DAY ONE" with them. And She feels like you once made Her feel. And you cant compete. Whoever you are and however you look.THE DAY ONE MAGIC will last only as long as you both allow it. But never if they are choosing from the crowd.

FAIRLYTALES DONT EXISTS

The fairytale; The Jack and Rose, Bonnie and Clyde, or that Romeo and Juliet die hard love story we are all so desperately want to believe in.Investing emotionally, physically, socially and financially.That sort of love that says;am here for you come hell or high waters.The one that holds two hearts together, see's them walk down the aisle to start a life together.To spend holidays and every birthday in each others arms, the kind that Allows for a family and decades of growing love.Where on your death bed your partner holds your arm and whispers to you that she'll be joining you and not after too long.That happy ever after.Well,That only exists in story books.There's no happy ending;Or a warm cabin in the middle of nowhere,no happy Christmas with your kids and wife, no family vacations or surprise dates or gifts with your woman.
NO.Just you and your cat or dog waiting for you in your empty house, hoping that you won't go out again and come home fish drunk for the millionth time and forget to feed it again.your mornings rushed and lonely.Then one day you'll go sit by the sea side and let the water pull you into the deep or you'll sit by the edge of a high building and fly down to the concrete like a bird in the sky or just maybe you'll have that last whiskey bottle while popping antidepressants like mints, you'll lay on your empty bed and drift away into the darkness....