I always imagined myself settling down in a marriage. Seems those days are now just seen as a mirage. Dehydration starts kicking in during season of drought. Evaporation of all liquids causing me to doubt. Deserted amongst the sands makes me wonder if ill ever see liquid again like during the floods. All that use to be here is now buried in mud. At least thats what it seems like since youve been gone. Wish i could keep writing but even the ink in the pen run.