I love all of you.
Even your flaws.
Even the parts that love another.
I want to worship your body. I want to make you shiver. I want please you.
Let me.
I want you to use me however you need.
Tie me.
Fuck me.
Spank me.
Let me give to you.
I am yours.
Your slut.
Your whore.
Your beloved.
I am all you could ever need, all you crave because I was created for you, sent to complete you.
My soul weeps with longing for the one thing that will complete it, but it has been denied. I fear I will never be allowed in your arms again, never allowed to feel the warmth of your touch or the passion of your kiss.
It will never be the same.
There is a crack on my soul now.
Please, can someone make it stop hurting, even just for a while.
