Breath

"I just need to catch my breath, before you take it away again." A good line from a cheesy source, but it relates to the state I'm in right now.

So went out with the new boy, last night. I say 'new boy' but he's not. We had dinner and I saw a side of him that I didn't like so much. I 'liked less' to steal a phrase that G directed at me.

Anyway, R-boy was in a mood because he hadn't had a smoke in a while. Addiction takes more than it gives. His thoughts jumped around like a cat on heat, while his mood stayed dark. At a few points the conversation led to sex, and the whole energy reminded me of G.

Just too much for me. I'm not ready to fall in love, and he's not the one I'm going to fall in love with anyway.

God, I miss ol' geezer teeth today. I miss it when he looked at me with love and I felt it. It's been a while since I've seen that look.