You know what I miss...I miss being connected.
I miss feeling fingers through my hair. I miss the same fingers in my mouth. I miss the scent. I miss the look....the look you get when her eyes are closed.
I miss biting, her raw taste. I miss her chest, when I could feel her heart beat. I miss the feel of her skin, the way she rubs her legs against mine. I miss the way her feet feel, the feel of her walking all over me.
I miss the things she says, the way I hang on her words. I miss the way her touch, the way it brought me back to life. I miss the way we'd wake me up the morning. I miss the way we'd watch each other while we fell asleep.
I miss feeling like a part of something other than me?
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What do you miss?
BTW, I am drunk.
I miss feeling fingers through my hair. I miss the same fingers in my mouth. I miss the scent. I miss the look....the look you get when her eyes are closed.
I miss biting, her raw taste. I miss her chest, when I could feel her heart beat. I miss the feel of her skin, the way she rubs her legs against mine. I miss the way her feet feel, the feel of her walking all over me.
I miss the things she says, the way I hang on her words. I miss the way her touch, the way it brought me back to life. I miss the way we'd wake me up the morning. I miss the way we'd watch each other while we fell asleep.
I miss feeling like a part of something other than me?
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What do you miss?
BTW, I am drunk.
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those are some great words.
You should write a story...
yes we did have a good time the other night.
kisses
KRISS