And as soon as I woke up in his arms
I wanted to sense a similar warmth
The caressing after taste
The love we are unable to waste
But I know I would get nothing but cold
For his absence hurts, but his will presence remains unaffected when it unfolds
But I love him too much to walk away
To be free, alone and yet sway
So I cover my shredded dignity with a towel
And sit on his balcony, with his plants and cold morning winds, maybe harvesting morning stars with his shovel....
This ain't like our first meeting. It was kind, non physical much but cute. We weren't a couple but he made sure we fight like one :), oh the good time; even before that we have known each other for almost two years now... But I am attached and warm and he feels cold, too cold too detached and that hurts, last night I gave him every thing of my essence, whatever I had, but the question is still; "Will he care enough to grasp?" And I keep reminding myself that he never cared, he never will but my heart says otherwise....
Anyways I sit here in his towel, in his balcony, seeing him sleep in quietly; it's bitter sweet, I do wanna go and kiss him but am too scared to, because I don't know if he'd want me after waking up...
Or maybe he could
But also what if it's just his morning wood..
Am I able to deal with the pain of it? I know what you must suggest, that I should know my worth, I should go to someone else... I know and I have tried that but I couldn't, it's just fate that he gets to hurt me day in and day out...
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When all I wish for is to caress his forehead and pamper him, to see him smile, but I am too scared to do it for now,
because what if he leaves after this, and once again I feel half without him deep down ...
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