Saturday, May 6, 2017

All I am asking from you is to see you

I know this is getting the worse time to ask for my birthday.
But, you are in California.
Wrestling in front of them.
Those who only want you, because your an object to them.
I want to see you, because you are a wrestling god.
A man who makes me smile.
A man who is so athletic.
A man who has a voice that help me escape the reality that I am.
A man who I want, but, I know I can't, because he is not what my parents would like.
You are the only one.

Lindsie Starr
(c) 2017

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