Obsessive not by Calvin Klein

Oooooohhhh

Hhaaahhhhh

Loving it

Loving it

LOVING IT

That particular fragrance has always smelled absolutely intoxicating to me.

The feel as they fan out into something indescribable and indestructible.

Immortality!

Nothing and no one can ever undo you.

You are permanently etched in the mind. Waiting for someone else to reiterate your most valid point.

You want us to explain what we’ve learnt from spending so much time with.

Cheating on our families with you in a torrid passions.

I cry in angst “NOOOOOOO” it can’t end like this.

Such a one sided conversation as you leave no room for anyone to answer back.

You just say your piece, quite selfishly but are deaf to my protestations.

My affirmations.

My confessions of love.

I’m trying to tell you, you clown,

That you have my unfailing loyalties.

And you don’t even respond.

That is dictatorial behaviour.

I suggest we draw a line under this whole debacle.

This fiasco.

Enough. I promise I shan’t buy another for a while yet.

An undisclosed amount of time so as to never fail.

I stand there and take the insults to my understanding anyway.

Who do you think you are?!

Leaving me on the knife edge.

A cliffhanger.

And some smarty pants says under their breath,

Penguin classics if you must know.

Calm down girl!

Get a grip.

You don’t have to read it if you don’t want to.

It’s only a book.

That’s how it became a saga.

Numpty.

And you reply...

I was talking to the pages thanks

And anyway

But I can’t help it . We have had the most solid Long standing relationship ever.

In your house I’d always hide.

Have to build a house with a library.

I have books in my bedside table. Books in my wardrobe.

Under my bed.

Books books everywhere and not a word to read.

Because there are too many words to tead