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Happy New Year

My friend Dee loves to starting his blogs with a definition but I'm sure the readers are smart enough to know what I'm refering to when I say "Starting Over".

As I do my laundry, I come across a collared shirt I brought during the early stage of me and my ex-girl. Now, I have brought several shirts while we were together but this one was special. It still had the remanence of the first time I was doused with her "Red Flag" perfume (http://m.youtube.com/index?desktop_uri=%2F&gl=US#/watch?v=O-mMRHTGskY - SNL Skit!).

I slowly peel back the covers to reveal the definable imprint on the left side of the bed. I slip one foot under the covers followed by the next foot, then my back starts to conform to the pillow top mattress and each ascending vertebrae follows like a crashing wave on the beach. Within seconds my eyes are closed, yet I realize I am a little colder than I normally am. I roll to my right and drape my arm over her body, just to obtain a little of her body heat.

Such a damn tease
How could I love you knowing you cheated…
You wonder why I have commitment issues?
I know what you do behind my back and lets just say you aint slick!
So quick to jump in the bed with another man or women at that.
For some that is a dream date but for me, I like you monogamous!
I want you for me and only me….you know they say if you take care of home there is no reason to suspect anything, well I say do your damn job.

Trying to find a way to start this blog, I look for ways to define the title. Defining 'SUCKER' and then attempting to define 'LOVE'. Then I start to wonder off to a totally different direction by realizing that I might be able to define love a lot easier than sucker, but I still have a harder time finding love than I am at being a sucker!!! Weird! Or, it's just a lot weirder to me than it actually is ... Sorry, I'm going off course. Back to the blog: