A couple years ago I searched for some strange, a NSA affair with someone I'd never see or think of again. I got the opposite. I got someone I had chemistry with, someone who made love to me in the filthiest of ways, but love all the same. 2 years later, I pine for him still. My heart races at the thought & he speaks in a way that oozes conviction & passion. This man knows nothing but. & he tonight he tells me he can't handle waiting for me to get out to him, so he will be fucking two bi strippers while wishing it were me. I'm not stupid or blind to the situation I'm in. Or to how he feels about vulnerability. I ache to be with him though, and it breaks my heart to love him this way when I can't tell him, or have him. |