Yah, apparently when I've been drinking and feeling emotional, I write poetry. Dunno.. whatever.

My ex boyfriend was pushing at me last night emotionally, whether he knew it or not. He's sweet.. and nice.. and wonderful in his own ways, but there are more reasons than I care to talk about that me and him just aren't... right. Sly will always be my first boyfriend, no one could ever take that from him, but I guess this is just another way to say I care, I love.. but I need something else.