So they were chatting me up. I was honest and being me, something that comes with age. That ability to laugh at yourself, say exactly whats on your mind and be brimming with that exclusive touch of confidence that can be ever so sexy. Its about being comfortable in your own skin.
A few too many drinks later, i yanked myself away. Does one steal a quick kiss, give out a number, never return a phonecall. It could have been a moment.
And somewhere else my man is going through a lot. He does not want me close. But want me he does. And i too crave for him.
Losing oneself in this make believe world, i'm not sure if i should continue on my escapes. Is it time to say goodbye?
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