The Sun Was Shining, It Was A Beautiful Day

The sun was shining, it was a beautiful day.

I went riding like a mad thing, to forget about you know who. I'm a little surprised about being so down about it.

What am I saying?

I loved him. The idea of him. He's sweet and sexy as hell and normal and able to stand on his own two feet.

Did I tell him I loved him enough?

I rode around the Yarra on the bike tracks until I felt exhausted, but calm, centred and loose.

I lay on the couch with Chubby.

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