He's standing behind me looking over my shoulder long blond hair in his eyes.  He sees that I'm writing on an internet blog he arches a brow at me and smirks.  He points one long slender pale…

I love a man who isn't there…

Peace

Meditating now

Present…

Lost in the maze of my own mind

I couldn’t grasp that all wasn’t real

It was so sweet that I didn’t want to leave

I didn’t want the truth to surface

I want to…