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When tigers used to smoke, life was fun. I could look up to tomorrow morning, today afternoon. And days were fast when I needed them to be slow, but love can really blind you in time to. Well, its been ages since and life is a little different. Metamorphosis happened and no longer the young bright love but old smelly one. You see, I am not ready to go down this path anymore. Separation was never part of the couple goals we had set out to achieve. Attributes to this vicissitude falls on both me and her. Where did the love go, the tender touches, the slow kissing, the warm hugs and the cute words? Where did this disappear to? For love to grow, sacrifices have to be made. I totally understand this to the fullest, but the sacrifices have to be understood. The wrangles we’ve been having of late increase as days go. Were we not in agreement from day one that no matter what we are in this together? I never knew together lasted that short. I am not ready to disaffiliate from this conne...