My day, today, in haiku form.

I miss being in love.
Not just the beauty of it,
But the pain as well.

Watching my body;
Cellulite by candlelight.
Lumps to learn to love.

Work out what’s precious,
Sadly you can’t have them both:
Your time, or money.

It’s British springtime:
Walk there in glorious sun…
Walk back in downpour.