Last Kiss by John Lustig for August 14, 2019

It’s a Mexican standoff. Who’s gonna give in first?

“I think I love you but what am I so afraid of? Afraid that I’m not sure of a love there is no cure for.”

And I’m very afraid that you might get pregnant.

I lose a bet with myself. I thought her answer would’ve been: “That’s . . . scary! ’cause I might love me too!”

You both had better go off and have an affair with someone else just to make sure.

Better to love and dump than not love at all.

Soooo what are we afraid of then?

Fear leads to the dark side.

Let’s turn off the lights and get scary.

They’re both afraid? Cool, that means…‘Danger SEX!!!’

He’s really afraid he won’t measure up. She afraid he won’t measure up too. So like Tina Turner sang, what’s love got to do with it?

Didn’t FDR address this?

Halloween comes in August?

Love makes you go blind, so you may have feel your way around.

John, say it isn’t so! True love?

“Why bring love into it now. Things have been going so well?”

Tina: What’s love got to do with it?

I’d hate to have to be the one to tell them that that might be just about as good as it ever gets…

“I’m scared! Let’s get under the covers!”

And the horror begins!

Sounds like you two already know what you’ll be undressed as Halloween night.

That’s a definite maybe…

She has nothing to fear, but love it’s self

Thus begins the fall of the mighty – and the tumble in the PosturePedic…

I think I love you

So what am I so afraid of?

I’m afraid that I’m not sure of

A love there is no cure for

I think I love you

Isn’t that what life is made of?

Though it worries me to say

That I never felt this way…

Mighty mysterious musings.