his cell phone dies in the midst of a setting sun... one hour later, so the numbers say that we have had our fill and once again we must part. i loved today. i had an amazing client first thing this morning, one and only one... she is great. he picked me up from work and we went to our "emoji" corner to collect torpedoes and took that afternoon for us. it feels selfish at times to take these moments for ourselves... but in the end, he makes me happy. i sat on his lap as he called me a persian "a cat that never ends up on the streets" i laugh and tell him that i grew up with a chuckie... the tan persian. who ironically died in my arms while my mom was taking a bath. she loved that cat. we mix it up by spending some time in new areas and a few hours later led us to our usual amusements... including an overdrawn but much needed time to grasp each other's bodies... skin under blankets. with day disappearing we fell into a romantic slumber that resembles all the times we have spent asleep with each other. to wake up and glimpse at him asleep... a beautiful angel that has fallen so hard, we land in a bed made for a princess.
but beauty must fade and so does our time. he is summoned by the past and i'm left, once again... alone in this room with only a hint of him. he hasn't a second to spare and kisses my forehead. time's up.
