I Lost My Love

I lost my love, It’s just that simple. I don’t know what else to say. I miss his smile, his eyes, his hands. He has a high libido and certain demands. I went to my priest, he seemed kind of grim, “God has a lot on his plate now - stop bothering him.” I called the police, they sounded bored but wanted a description. I said “He’s real good lookin’, and he tastes like chicken.” I lost my love, but no one understands. I have a high libido and certain demands.