I looked into your mossy eyes and glimpsed an isolated future.

So I scurried home and drank until my belly ached. I dreamt of a perfect curves paired with a perfect love. I wanted so much more, but had far less. (Old magazines and a slow internet connection)

So I retreated back to you, tail between my legs and accepted the facts: we are all solitary creatures and the future is over-rated.

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