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Originally Posted by eva5667faliure
today i have music on as i write
somethng i never did before
last week i contacted my oldest friend
Maureen
Yugoslavian
we pick up where we left off
today i called a lover who i also know
as long as Maureen
we went to grammar school and high school
together
he wanted to know what were the honor of the call
was
as he has no clue it was he was
my last intimate time
with him or anyone
he has no clue
our last time together
was not vulgar in anyway
we were watching SNL
though we weren't intimate
on that night he kissed my right breast
kissed me good night let himself out
i had no clue of my lump yet
he has no clue how memorable
everytime i look at the beautiful
picture of myself and right breast
so i never would forget
brings back memories
when i called him and told him
he called before surgery
to have them removed
and was just there for if just
for one moment in time
he then called the next day
called to see how i was
that was a bit more than two years
glad i did
we have a long history just because of time
and it's been in bits and pieces through the years
divorced
a father of a son
as much as i don't want to feel
i'm glad i called
we will be together in the future
so he would like that
and yes
just because at a very tough time
as a woman
him knowing of my body
called
the man called
him alone
and he doesn't know
how it has affected me
in a very good way
i'm glad i called
and he will touch me
and bring me back in time
if just for another moment in time
he seemed happy
and i did too
this i would very much like to
FEEL
me
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Dear Eva,
My Sister phoned me today. I told her about my Depressive Personality Disorder - the first person in the outside World I have confided in.
We talked about our childhoods, the lack of Love expressed.
We talked about the hole inside me.
She understood, and in understanding made me feel that bit lighter.
A good day for both of us.
I said there was someone Special waiting for you.
Keep playing your music.
Dave.