And I was
On a pause
Cheating on me
I wish my soul
For her to love
Hence we just fucked
Note: Today she claims loving my soul which was never present in the body she was making love to. I was on a pause and still am even though she did try to press the “play” button by being around me physically in every form or shape possible.
She will move on to a new body and soul, and I will prefer to stay paused until someone truly in love with me (not necessarily just my body or just my soul, but the whole of me) arrives in my life as the long-awaited miracle.
We fall in love with our own illusion (s), totally unrelated to someone’s imperfect realities.