If I didn't have her...

I would send her emails everyday, just to remind myself she was there.
I would call her cellphone... Just to hear her voicemail.
I would place all her pictures near my bed... So she can see me sleep.
I would hold my hand tight when I go out... So I know her hand was holding mine.
I would cry myself to sleep... Because I know I can't live like this.
I would write her name in a piece of paper... To see how beautiful it was.
I would wear her clothes... So I can remember how she looked in them.
I would listen to her favorite songs... To hear her smile and cry.
I would walk through the places she stepped on... To feel alive.
I would scream her name in a field... So I can hear a reply.
I would tell my friends about her... So they can tell me good things about us.
I would become a walking urn of her memories...
I would donate my blood until I'm completely dried...
I would then die... To fly to her and protect her from the world.
I would...

You keep flapping.

Hello.. Little fish.
I wonder why I can't breathe.
Sometimes I wanna drown too.
But I know you'll laugh at me.

You keep flapping them flapping it.
You keep it flapping it flapping it all.
You keep me trying to breathe
with bubbles of life.

Hello... Little fish... Hello.
I want to give you something you can wear tonight.
Maybe I'm too shallow to forget.
That you are just beautiful to have something to wear.
Maybe I'm too fake too superficial.
Sometimes we all need a mirror to see.

But you keep flapping them flapping it.
You keep it flapping it flapping it all.
You keep me trying to live
with your broken fins.

You keep them flapping them flapping it.
Even though you can't resist to be left alone.
You keep flapping those broken fins.

Now my head is swimming across the dark blue sea...

Tarts.

Today is .... Tuesday.... April... Something.
Who cares!
The weather is driving me insane. I dislike rain, I dislike anything that has to do with making a beautiful day ugly and depressive.
I like sunny days, and that doesn't make me "less cool".
I wanted to talk about my weekend.
Besides taking care of my wife and making her happy!
Last Sunday I drove to NYC. It was nice, the weather was cloudy and it was the first time I found the city to be "boring".
The city is NEVER boring!
But that Sunday... It was... For the first time ever.
I walked around Mark's Place, then left to New Jersey.
I was somehow missing my wife. She's always there to either kick me or just tell me how much she misses me.
When I got to NJ, I ate salmon with salad. It was delicious!
I should have taken a picture of it. But I didn't because of obvious laziness.
Anyways, my weekend was great.
Monday was my workout day.
I exercised liked a mad-man. And today (Tuesday) I'm currently not even able to go up the stairs.
I got a 100% in a test. It was very unreal but It's true!
And now... I feel the need to go to the track and run 2 miles.
I need to be healthy to live many years.
I hope next weekend is better.
I'll begin writing more now.
I promise!
By the way... I have a big attraction towards "fruit tarts". Oh yeah... Orgasms!
"The necessity of human life is sometimes needed and sometimes wanted to end."