Unpredictability

Hey sexhay bear,

Your unpredictability caught me off-guard. I'd expected mucky, bickering weather. Instead, I got the most open-your-heart-out-and-dance-till-the-day-ends feeling I could have asked for. You are my happy place, and you've been around for some time now. I was told to either hate you, or love you, and I would have ideally liked to pick both just so I could experience all of you, but I was told I could have only one so I chose to fall head over heels in love with you and I'm not complaining. Because you've never disappointed my love, in fact, you've made it dramatic, outrageous, pathetic, sappy, grand and most of all, so bloody pure, that I've got all its worth. My bum bum, that you are, I always wanted to know every nook how you were feeling, went scurrying there slyly like a kitten even when you tried keeping it hidden behind layers and layers of curtains, hidden in the dark. Slowly the darkness went. And then all the fabric. Sometimes while chatting with you, I couldn't tell which one of us was which, I could as easily be you as I would let you be me. In fact, I have a feeling, you might be a better me than I ever was. I'm taking you with me, just because I want to some real living, with a hint of mystery, a dash of refreshing thoughts and a dollop of what-you-see-is-what-you-get attitude in it.

For what dreams may come..
Live dangerously.