You gave me one of the best nights,
and days,
of my life.

Best fuck ever.

Best body ever.

24 hours later,
it was destroyed.

By me,
and my sweet alcohol.

Fucked all day on Saturday.
On Sunday,
it was the end.

You saw all of my demons.

That last wave when you were on a tram,
and it was leaving,
is ingrained in my being,
forever.

I will meet you next life.

How the fuck did I fuck this up?
I guess it had to happen this way.
It is all temporary.
1 day or
1 year or
1 lifetime,
what is the difference?

Fuck it.
Fuck it all.

Time to become a fucking monk.