I have lost my virginity.
{Lost.
To be unsuccessful in retaining possession of; mislay
To be unable to keep control or allegiance of
To consume aimlessly; waste}
Though I lost it some time ago, it is just now that I have started to miss it.
I looked under the bed. In the closet. In the top drawer under the socks.
I looked in London Paris Hong Kong again.
I’ve lost it.
You see, I didn’t appreciate it much when it was around, but I have a newfound respect for it and would like to see it returned to me.
2 comments:
I notice you didn't think to look in Creswell. Because, honestly, London, Paris, and Hong Kong are sooo much better than Creswell.
"Hoagie1 said...
It's better to regret something you did than to regret something you didn't do. "
Is your name Plato? Are you a philosopher? Your quote applies to this entry almost as well as dog feces applies to linoleum floors. The writer here is showing regret in something she DIDN'T do-retain her virginity/appreciate it while she had possession of it. No more half-assed pseudo-philosophy from you, please.
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