Tonight is all about silence and comfort in your familiarity. Your uncanny ability to make things right again just by being there. Knowing that you're holding my hand, the usual rhythm of the circular strokes soothing the turbulent thoughts consuming my mind, dayum I'm a wreck but you still somehow manage to make me feel whole.
Sorry for pushing you away, Caro. I never meant to be a stoic and callous bitch. I would if I could but this damaged girl in front of you is just too numb to give a flying fuck. A few hours of reprieve from the other world is all I can spare and emotions are just messy nuisances that interferes with my goals and ambitions.
In the hours that you have my body, my mind, my soul, my passion, my attention...seize it. As I do. Because the no strings affair offer is the only one I can afford to give and take.
Thank you for sparing me what little affection you have to give away without me having to beg for it. This, the raw passion and fucking, is what we do best. You and I, we're okay. I look at you as you lay there in bed, deep in slumber. And I mentally prepare to leave because it is what it is.
Au revoir, darling. It was fun while it lasted.
Affectionately yours,
Your meantime girl
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11:45 am Friday, 10th February, 2017
i want to read more of your blogs because of this. you're good at writing, keep it up dear. 👍 |
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11:45 am Friday, 10th February, 2017
i want to read more of your blogs because of this. you're good at writing, keep it up dear. 👍 |
