all out of change
Thursday, Sept. 12, 2002
Someone�s coming back to FL. I was too scared, a little fearful of him because he could be �reality�. I spent 2 � years thinking I was in love with �him� (what a fool idea that was) and so at the time this confused me about this boy coming back.
The boy coming back to FL to live�.he and I made sand castles together last year. He�s from my home state. He�s�on my mind.
Do you think I could be a happy girl being with a carnie boy? I mean isn�t that one step over from a convict boy? Can you see me living on cotton candy and funnel cakes? He seriously operates a game booth where you have to throw a baseball and break two plates to win a big floppy dog.
He tells me I�m gorgeous and he wants to marry me. You can�t marry a married girl.
Sometimes I think I love everyone, but mostly I realize I love no one. Love has to be given in the same amounts that it is taken. Everyone I have ever loved has a tollbooth heart and I�m all out of change.
PoeticaL
