Monday
Alarm Clock
Pink Sweet became my alarm clock.
Can't tell how I got him to be all that.
Morning messages became regular and every morning I woke up and went through my day showered with sweets from Pink Sweet.
Tuesday
My User Guide: emotionally fed
Even when the day got difficult, my evenings were special.
'Hey.
Are you home?
I'll be there in ten minutes.'
When Pink Sweet arrived, I got a hug first. The hugs that made me feel super hugged.
Followed by forehead kisses : my favourite. We talked and laughed about nothing. We said goodbye with hugs and kisses. Sweet kisses. I loved kissing him already.
If someone did something or said something to me, Pink Sweet was the one to tell. He never advised. He just listened and empathized. Once a while he would bring a suggestion.
He just never blamed, condemned or call me names.
Here's where I found a friend, someone I felt comfortable talking to.
My go to person. He fed my emotions.
He probably knew what to do or say to make me feel better.
Perhaps he had gotten my user guide.....how else could he know what to do or say and when to.....?
'Are you still mad at me?'
Oh well... you know I am....yet what can I say.
I'm sorry genuinely meant I'm sorry.
Pink Sweet wasn't afraid to let me see or know he was sorry. He would mean it if he said he was.
My user guide.....
Wednesday
Making Out
If I got lucky: I always was, we made out. It started with the I'm happy to see you, I missed you hugs. It extended to forehead kisses, thigh kisses and then......pour some sugar....
Pink Sweet! I was freaking attracted to him. I mean all through, I had to exercise self control not to cross boundaries. It's not like he would deny me. He never denied me access to his beautiful body.
The problem was with me!
Where I was coming from and then the book I'd read came to mind once a while.
I was always unbuttoning his shirt to touch his chest hair. Laying on his chest felt super good. Ouch!
Like my special place.
Thursday
Priceless Moments
It didn't matter how mad Pink Sweet was with me. If we had a fight, it didn't go beyond Thursday. For some funny reason, Thursday would be the day Pink Sweet came to see me if he hadn't done so all week.
I think Thursdays were his happy days.....
The first time we probably kissed was on a Thursday. Brief and quick. It was the best and safest kiss ever for me. It felt like I was kissing for the first time.
'My lips are all swollen from the kiss but I enjoyed kissing you and want to kiss you again xoxo.'
That made me really smile.
Little did I understand it was a promise to let me know he wouldn't stop kissing me anytime soon.
If only he knew I enjoyed kissing him too.
Kissing him felt like I was a teenager.
Trust me, I had analysed this friendship before everything and just thought we won't last.
I was Damn wrong.
I got addicted before I could think straight again.
In the end, I resolved to take what he could offer me.......
Pink Sweet.
Oranges
Oranges for me
I found oranges...
Sweet: I ate them and loved the taste.
Sour : Sometimes it tasted sour.
I tasted more sweets than I recall tasting the sour ones.
Dark Clouds
Bad Days
We all have our dark days. We did too.
Dark quiet days...
Annoying, teary dark days....
Time
Wounds heal with time.
Time does heal the wounds.
With time you forget the past.
Time is magical.
Time made me realize I only stopped looking at Pink Sweet on those dark days but I never stopped caring.
Friends Today
Strangers Tomorrow
Life has always confirmed this: today we are friends, addicted to each other.
Hurting and forgiving each other.
Mad at each other.
Tomorrow, we become strangers on our dark days.
Like people who can't get past their differences and over each others mistakes.
Forgiveness and letting go...
Love forgives.
Silver Lining
After the night comes the morning.
When the wound heals,
When the tears cease,
In those lacey clouds, you will find that silver lining.
Love hurts.
Love heals.
Pour some sugar....
It's pink sweet!
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