241: bittersweet

breaking up is hard to do.

I knew going into this relationship that it was going to be short term, a fling or an affair if you must. The fact that it lasted as long as it did was amazing. We were coming from two very different places, but the attraction was definitely mutual. At first it was very rocky, you know early dating stuff, awkward first embraces, and learning what makes each other tick.

That first time we went all the way, it was difficult to say the least. Just so different from my normal tastes, and likes. But sure enough, with time and practice, we hit it off and really built a solid bond. During our run together she took me places that no one had ever taken me before. And it was amazing. When I think about some of the stuff we did, I still feel a perm-a-grin plaster across my face. I mean how could I not smile. I know she tried to change for me, lost weight, and a new rack. Me, I gained strength from our relationship, and really learned how to be flexible, and change gears when needed.

But in the end, you have give love for what it is, not what it could be, or what it could become. She excelled in the open, and liked to stay between the lines, I tend to be more liberal, and prefer flowing through things more. As I said at the start, I always new this affair would be brief,

and I can't make her be something that she isn't. So I will set her free. A bit of bittersweet joy,

as my new Niner came in today, and my gary fisher, also know as the bastard child, was retired.

Isn't black simply sexy...

be gentle with me...

respect

faticus