Thursday, April 23, 2009
cumWITHme
Night time is the hardest time. I can still smell you all up in my covers & the wounds from earlier worsen with every remaining thought of how they were received. I miss you, like kids miss home the first night of camp, like the earth misses the ozone layer and waking up, isn't easy without you. I roll over expecting to see your beautiful face, so i can continue counting where i left off-- the number of freckles on your right cheek-- then reality sets in & you're gone. This hollow feeling forms in my stomach and nausea sets in. tears begin to cloud my vision. id give anything and everything to have you again. have one more try. i know we have so many issues and conflicting views but-- trust that i love you more than the yesterday today and tomorrow... communication between us is that of rival gang members; full of anger and hate. how can you be so angry when all i'm trying to do is express just how much i love you. you're mad that i'm mad that you're with her. she's laying in my spot, listening to a heart that i thought beat for me. they say time eases the pain of a broken heart... but without you i have no heart. you took it with you the day you left. the day i begged. the day i wish i could forget. yesterday i made love to you. not only sexually but mentally. i know your body; like i know my own. i know what makes your eyes roll back, & i know where to kiss to make ya leg shake. you moaned; cum with me.. and i came.
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