NewWife1• Show poetry

What can I say to describe me? In short, I feel like life is passing me by at an alarming rate. Sometimes I think I think too much and other times, I don't think I think enough ... most of the time, I wish I didn't have to think at all.
My life is better now than it's ever been, but not as good as it could be. I guess that statement applies to half the worlds population though.
I am a survivor if nothing else. I've managed to make it 45 years on crumbs and broken dreams, but I've made it none the less.
I recently relocated from California to Utah and the only friend I have here is my Lover. He is a wonderful Man and treats me like a Queen. (Something I'm not used to.) He is the first Man to ever buy me Roses. (Roses, Chocolates & a Teddy Bear all in one day and for no reason.) The Roses have been dead for a couple of weeks now, but I'll never throw them away. Imagine that! A dozen dead roses sitting on my desk a year from now.
Although He is m best friend in the world, I have no other friends here. I do get to see my friends in California every other month for a few days and that's great, but I'd really like to make a few friends here as well.
I spend a lot of time writing, it has always been my greatest passion in life. Mostly I write about my thoughts, feeling & emotions, the things I don't feel comfortable sharing with anyone else.
I am a lifetime Insomniac, so I do most of my writing at night. The sound of my Sweetheart snoring seems to inspire me.