Oh.

My love was basically a failure from the word "go". My darling was basically non-existent 
despite the fact that I was hungering to be touched by the aforementioned darling. These 
hungerings had lasted for a long and lonely amount of time. Not that you can get a lonely 
amount of time, but work with me here. The time seems to go slowly, so slowly that it would 
make the snail look like a fast thing when compared to time. It was estimated that time was 
capable of doing so much but I was confused as to whether the aforemention darling still 
legally belonged to me and whether it was still mine.

I think that it seemed a safe assumption that I no longer owned the aforementioned darling's 
life however, I needed the love it gave out to run my factory. I needed the love to advertise 
my new range of lawnmowers. I would hope that God would speed up and give me the love of the 
aforemention darling in order for me to run my factory and launch my range of lawnmowers.

I wasn't the only lonely thing in town, rivers were also lonely, in a metaphorical way, as the 
flowed to the sea, to the sea is where they flowed. So far into the sea that it was into the 
metaphorical open arms of the sea. The aforementioned rivers, which were probably depressively 
suicidal at this point gave out a sigh. They sighed out of impatiency as they waited for me, 
while they waited for me, I was coming home so the rivers would need to wait a longer amount of 
time, as I lived a long and lonely length away from the coast.

Oh. 

My thoughts that I mentioned earlier still stand, however, I would hate to appear as if I was 
repeating myself in a way that would dull you. Oh, if only God would speed up and give me thy 
darling's love so that I can run factories and produce lawnmowers to a suitable extent.