A band, I know. It just happens to describe how I feel at the moment. Oddly, enough. Most of my life revolves around other's music. I can't fall away from myself long enough to write my own.
It feels almost traitorous to mention it here. As if, even in my own haven, I must censor myself (not as if I will). Cruelly I seduced Nerd Boy Off Zoloft. Unwittingly, even. Finding out only at the last few moments. Seems that a relationship between a male and female must always be marred by the ravages of lust. Imbrued into the very life of it.
There is nothing I can do to salvage. Total loss, it seems to be.
I am the fool in your charade.