Friday, March 25

Cupid is gone rogue

I haven't had a drink in a couple of days. Haven't seen Mary Jane or Betty Brown either and they are getting concerned. The drink is afraid that am getting comfortable sober which isn't good for me, according to him. Mary Jane, she acts all concerned and all, last time we met she questioned me on my state of mind, if am getting better and all since I've being missing therapy a lot. I know she's afraid am seing someone else, she's a lil protective and after that rendeveous with Betty Brown, she has every reason to be concerned.
Betty Brown ain't the jealous type and she kinda just let things slide. I guess she knows one way or another, I.ll probably go back looking for her. She's that cocky.

Am not very good with walking away from my ills, and am not really planning on starting to. However, am usually curious about what else I can play with and in my experience, there is always something out there that has a better hi than what am using. I did find s'thing. It's not illegal, but it happens to be socially unacceptable. I would love to share this hi wit' ya'll but if I did, it would make you crave it and the scarcity might just start a war.

It all started a couple of months back, the crave however started much earlier when she first flashed that smile and every fibre in my body knew I had to have it. Amy happens to be nicer than MJ, not that MJ is being a bad sport, but a nice girl is a scarce commodity. This means you have to steal moments because in your pursuit of bad girls, the good ones were snatched and the few ones remaining are not yet legal. Her unavailability happens to be her stronger ingredient and a minute in her world spins your world so fast you don't want to go back to the real world.

She takes me places, in her world, there are small pieces of heaven. She holds my hand, shows me around and in more ways than one the experiences are magical. Last night, she taught me how blissful deserts in her world can be, at an oasis with just fresh fruits and no condoms.

Am trying to take a step at a time, but am pretty sure cupid is gone rogue, and as much as am not supposed to think this, cupid should be punched in the face, or shot. Otherwise am in some deep shit. Good thing is, whatever happens, I can always go back to my ills, and I don't need to buy roses.