Today

On the night I met Lisa, they say that world, my world stopped. How that was possible I couldn't tell. Every other thing moved normal to me. She was just another lady that I'd lie to till whenever. She loved my lies. She in fact loved me for them.

On this night though the world moved a leap faster. Nobody else saw this. I had two glasses in my hand one slid off. I gasped for it. I let the other loose. I couldn't rescue both. One broken. One cracked.

Today I sleep beside another. Unlike the others. I'm not thinking of her. I'd actually forgotten she is here. She's talking. Asking me how I liked it. I can't recall. I wasn't present. I humor me.

'Awesome!' A lie.

She's fooled.I am contented. She'shappy. Only that I'm not particularly interested in how she's feeling whatsoever. And I'm hoping she'll go away sooner. I like Qara. She's weighing me down. But the feminine emotions. As well as being. I respect. I'd chase her away. But the respect. My mother taught me well. The world taught me differently. At constant war. I am with self.

I wake up at dawn to touch base with my dear comrades with whom we share onions on the web. I find her, Maya, making me breakfast. Her character is good. But misplaced. The kind of woman my mother warned me about. Good. But falls in love with men like me. I try to steer clear. The fifth day in succession. My efforts are futile. Something to do with men being attracted to service and submissive women. Their love language. Men. I reckon.

I switch on my computer. Key in my password. I meet Lisa's favorite wallpaper. She chose it for me. Among two others in my slideshow. She haunts me. Maya's innocence. Haunts me. Qara...

The scent of coffee accompanied by her heavy footsteps attract my senses. She's voluptuous just to mention. Opinionated fellows say 'Thick'. The last two nights. I've thought about her. I choose me always. I choose to break her sanity if needs be. But she is nice. I have to mention. She sings to me with a beautiful voice. Her smirk is remarkable. I don't like her yet. She makes me want to sin with her. Again.