1735 hrs March 4th 2005

Don't ask me why I did it,

what was going through my mind,

when I posted all those soppy poems,

written for each of the women in my life.

Notice

I deeply loved each one of them.

No more

No less.

Which tells me something.

Cut the bullshit

that you will only love

that one person

in the whole world

with your whole life.

Everyone

is highly dispensable

and

totally replaceable.