>im sure you fell asleep by the 3rd sms
but i had to finish telling you the story
i was reliving the memory
thinking of you, me, us
those red dots on my neck again
that warm feeling on my face when i cum.
>im sure you fell asleep by the 3rd sms
but i had to finish telling you the story
i was reliving the memory
thinking of you, me, us
those red dots on my neck again
that warm feeling on my face when i cum.
>its always the same with her
she rushes in
goes for the kill
always
her world starts to revolve around one person
their breath, thoughts, touch, taste
love
she would stop the earth from turning
for that one perfect moment
when breath wouldnt matter
thoughts would meet no limit
touch and taste would be unbearable
and love eternal
then she inhales
forgets
ignores
dances away the night and her desires
and i stand at the sidelines
helpless
watching her fall.
>your head in my lap when we lie on the couch, in silence
watching tv is always a struggle of trying to focus
(only when we’re alone i allow myself to watch your lips)
fingers playing with your hair, pausing at your eyebrows
tracing your jaw line from your chin to your ear
(my hands always want to wander down your neck to between your breasts)
taking a chance and kissing back of your neck
hoping youll pull down your shirt, you always do
(by now my lips know the imprint of every curve of your tattoo)
when you lean in and touch my neck only slightly with tip of your tongue
my heart skips a thousand beats, goosebumps are a natural reaction
(blood rushes to my lips)
and when you start to gently bite my earlobe world stops turning
the only thing i can do is inhale and wait till its over, till youve had enough
(i know of noone else who can turn me on so much in merely a second)
when i stare at a wall i feel you walk away with a smile
knowing you wrapped me around your finger again
(ive stopped fighting it, waste of my time)
and all i want is to touch you again.
>ive fantasized about this ever since i last saw her
she knows what i want, its no secret
i know shes drunk, triple vodkas were her poison tonight
but i cant help not to follow, shes unbelievably attractive
shirt completely exposes her back, bathroom tiles are cold
the familiar feel of her tongue piercing on mine
its been a long time since we last kissed, yet i still know it
shes always been a great kisser
i push her slightly so she sits down
spread open her legs and kneel in front of her
she thrusts her hips towards me
wraps her legs around me in a drunken hurry
.
.
>it always starts out like this, my mistake
your face looks familiar, i vaguely remember your touch
fast-forward to the pounding of my heart and gripping of the sheets
dont hold your breath, dont see too much into this
dont give me your number, i dont want a relationship
youre not special
i just really hate to sleep alone.
>it was my love letter
for you
i found it today
should have sent it
years ago
you werent only a friend
these thoughts didnt seem wrong
i cut the paper into shreds
but if you want
i mean if you really want
i can tell you
what it said
now the pieces make no sense
not anymore
even when arranged in perfect order
it seems distorted
miss
i your
smile
eyes
joker
me
and
your
haunt
its not something important
to you
but i
still feel it.
they told me to “breathe” you out
to wrap my arms around my knees and breathe slowly
supposedly my feelings for you will go away
they told me to “cry” you out
to cry out your hugs, your touches, your kisses
supposedly itll get easier with time
they told me to “punch” you out
to get a bag and let anger and frustration out
supposedly it helps to break something
but im not gonna do either of these
i choose to do exactly what youve always held against me
ill “fuck” you out.
>you come into my room, throw your jacket on the bed and go straight to the sofa
we both know why youre here but accept the need for usual nonsense talk
time passes, you keep coming closer and accidental touches become predictable
mention of your girlfriend snaps me back to reality, tho i could care less about her
mid-sentence i cant take the tension no more and lean in
and when you arched your back and let out a sigh i knew
i want to make you cum again, right there on my sofa.
>you again, in my dream
standing so close to me
your lips an inch away
dont move
inhale, let out a short sigh
goosebumps on back of my neck
exhale, your breath is warm
tension builds
i lower my hand down
bite my lip like only you could
sweet pain
mmmmm
i always wake up with a smile when youre not here.
>you intrude my dreams at night
with strings of fire in your hair
and between my legs when sun breaks light
grabbing my hand
thrusting yourself at my body
i want to enjoy it, i really do
but youre leaving me empty
i have no desire for more
and shedding a tear for you is not on my ToDo list.