Today I hate you

I am having a really difficult time fitting you in to the dirt bag category of my brain I so desperately need to see you in. Something about that face. I just can't do it. I mean, what is wrong with you? I think you have finally lost your soul.

Funny how worried I was about no one coming to look for me when I got lost. I know where you are not hiding. I have lost the will to come look for you.

I am off hope today.

Silver lining: If you do not want to spend New Years Day naked and drunk in bed watching football, what am I pining over anyway?