Nothing stays the same.

“After that, according to the rules I’ve set forth, either there’s a third date… and sex—or he he has to die.” ~Britney King, Water Under the Bridge 

It’s Tuesday again. 🙂


His love was like the sun
blinding and bright
warming me from the inside
making everything lovely
and right.
Then it went away
as the sun sometimes does
and my world turned cold,
and dark.
Nothing stays the same,
he wanted me to know.
At least this much
turned out to be true.
I know because
one night
I learned to love the moon
and by its light
I found you.

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