So....Ive seen him a lot over the past week. The grilfriend officially moved out on Monday, not that her being around has ever made a difference. Actually, I don't give a flying continental if she is around or not as long as I get what I want.
The most recent time we were together, we both did a drug we don't normally do. I'm not sure if it was my paranoia but it messed with our chemistry and was a bit of an anti climax. It was very much a case of dont try and fix something that ain't broken!
There were a lot of silences. They weren't bad...they never are, but the quiet periods on this particular night were loud. It felt like I was having a conversation with him but from my mind to his. Nothing was actually being vocalised.
Swans are the most elegant things. On the surface they seem to glide calmly, never letting go of their dignity and poise. We do not see, nor do we speak of the hard work their little legs are doing underneath. They are forever pushing against the current, keeping themselves afloat, manouvering from one direction to the other. We just see their radiant beauty, regardless of the webbed strength below!