We each have creative talents. She is a singer-songwriter and I am simply a writer. Yet, as I am simply a writer, she seems to excel in most things. She'll write from time-to-time, or she'll pick up a sketch pad. Envy is writhe.
Something else she excels at is emotions, she'll suffer them like an agent being tortured; will extract every nuance of feeling out of it and perfectly translate it to the relevant medium.
Me? Well, slightly differently - if i feel at all i push it down and smother it.
-=- Later -=-
Last night, when i attempted to cuddle up to her in bed, she mentioned my 'smell' - she said it was 'overpowering' and 'quite sickening' - it was just a new aftershave i'd tried. I'd shaved at about 6pm that evening, after a day in the rough, so that she'd come home to something resembling human.
I was upset and just rolled over to sleep. Then thoughts began to stream into my brain. She'd not been close enough to smell me, not a moment that night, is that an issue, was that in itself cause for concern? Was it an example of another crack appearing in our relationship? Was it really a bad smell, or was it an excuse?
There was a point, not long ago, when we'd lay in bed for days and not worry about smells. A time when we'd just fuck every couple of hours. We'd watch internet films and eat snack food.
Now we're a long term couple almost two years in.
She smelt as good as ever; like sun-warmed hair and lavender.
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