Reflections

Wait for That

I want that feeling of inevitability. My husband gave me that first. Daddy has given me that. Nothing else will do.

I know I am not everyone’s cup of tea, but I wait to be someone’s shot of espresso. That sip of Jolt Cola that has you shaking and panting the instant you consume me.

That is how I feel about them. It felt necessary and inevitable that I was to crash into them in some way. I need them to feel that, too.

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