Kissing someone elses girlfriend.
Its kind of sad, to watch
people being in love and having fun. After the weekend my hair is short, cut
cropped. That was my weekend, painting.
Theirs was fun, drinking and kissing. Being in love makes life smile,
its sun shine all the way, and even when the clouds are raining its still just a reason to stay in bed.
But when your in love with
someone whos not by your side, the eyes have a tint of sadness, lonesomeness. And
this is how I feel. Like a clown looking at everyone laughing, knowing I should
find the joke funny, but the pie is running down my face.
I wonder at these illegal
kisses. How come we all start off with travelling relationships? How long will the last, how long will mine last? I think,
apart from the married ones, mine will be the longest.