A Love Letter…
Preston Swagger
20 November 2008
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It’s funny…
How I always love you…but sometimes…most times…I don’t really like you. I’m not sure if it’s what you do to me or what you make me see in myself. Maybe I just don’t like me…
That’s funny…
After reading what I’ve written above, most people…people gifted with the power of logic would ask, “Why are you with her? Why don’t you leave??” Because it’s not that simple. She reminds me that I’m not shit. And in the same instance reminds me of what I could be. And it makes me feel…
Funny…
In a moment she makes me feel like I own this place, right before she reminds me that I don’t belong in it. She’s addictive. In actuality she drains my bank account but tells me that my potential is worth it. Yeah…right… Potential litters the street corners here. She smiles at me. She thinks that’s…
Funny…
But I don’t. So I pack my things. Maybe I’ll opt for the simple life down south…or see if that noise in New York is my heart calling me there. And she doesn’t stop me. In fact she show’s me to the door. And I think, “New York is a noisy place…it may not be calling me…” And the simple life is……..well……it’s mighty simple. I sit my bags down. Having second, third and forth thoughts….while she thinks that’s…
Funny…
She grabs me. And then does everything I want her to. I’m exhausted. That’s when she dares me to try again.
Damn Hollywood!!!! I only moved out here to write!!!!
–Preston
Thank you for taking today’s flight inside the mind of Preston Swagger. Please return you seatbacks and tray tables to their upright and locked position…
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soooooooooo……Preston’s cheating on me?
**passes out**
20 November 2008 at 6:57 am