ichipulti

sitting here trying to write a paper.
My mind keeps wandering to thoughts of Andreas ~ how I miss sharing space with that man! I love the way he smells, his eyes so deep, dark and knowledgeable. I could listen to him talk forever and never get tired as I would always being learing something new. andreastesfaye is the man of my dreams and I hate being away from him.
At times I feel like he is a drug as I crave him almost in the same way a body craves a drug when it is going through withdrawls. A person would think that by flooding my senses with him I may be able to be without him, however the opposite seems to be happening.
I am a love sick school girl who still gets butterflies after a year of being with him.