Her immunity her resistance to what I’d done, lacking strength lacking focus Any amount of vitamin C, injections of common sense, drawing her attention away breaking the bonds between us, Whatever it took what she needed, anything to help a good cry on the shoulder a close friend listening burning my love letters ashes…… Continue reading Her Immunity – Notthedane56
I asked her what she needed wanted, she wanted me to love her differently The need speaking her mind with me really wanting to comply making me turn the bed around thus, 90 degrees…. So little effort, to save our relationship with This piece is the work of Notthedane56. You can find…… Continue reading Loving Her Differently – Notthedane56
If I only let you love me like you want to without If I only forget how I would do, if I could If you would only just see Why don’t I let you just choose what, how, why your way is better than mine? When you chose to when we decided to if…… Continue reading Why Not If Just – Notthedane56
She said it didn’t matter whether I lived or died, My existence to her, only was a matter of course, a trifle a non-entity Her indifference to me filled the room filled her life her cup overflowing, But why did she take her power drill and screw my shoes to the floor, while I…… Continue reading My Doubts – Notthedane56
I always envied cats and their ways of living… Nap, eat, eat, nap… Play a little too. But I don’t need nine lives honey… One’s well enough for me, if I can spend it with you…
Photographs old occupying space reminding me of what I was not, when I younger was, Hidden was she around the corner, the edge the photograph hidden denying herself participation denying the fact to be preserved in my memories, Lovers were we not an obvious choice a fact, a reality hidden to others denying myself…… Continue reading What I Was Not – Notthedane56
Measuring the response -the actual distance between what I thought she said, and what she thought I meant led to a discussion, of sorts Confusion between us the normal chain of events, leading to one being mad, the other sad wanting desperately to speak the same language, but lacking a usable dictionary between us,…… Continue reading A Rule of Thumb – Notthedane56
When you take my breath away… You have to give it back, eventually. Or at least offer mouth-to-mouth. Otherwise, it’s called murder, Love!
Serving her what I thought our last meal together was the waiter, stopped and whispered in her ear, a smile appeared with her throwing her arms around him and kissing him, I would jealous be, but I must admit, never ever having a customer kiss me like that before…. This story is…… Continue reading Our Last Meal – Notthedane56
“Leave a light burning outside, won’t you?” she once said “So, I can find my way…” I replaced the light today knowing that it wouldn’t be the last time, never the last time, I knew that sooner or later give or take a few thousand Lumens or, a failure of an electronic circuit, that…… Continue reading She Reminded Me – Notthedane56
Cyranny's Cove 