I want to lay still for your use.
What do you need from me?
I want to taste you again. I want to have you in my mouth, cradle you on my tongue. I want to dig my nails into your ass and fuck you with my mouth, taking you in deep until I can't force another inch inside.
I want to make love to you like an erotic dance. Our bodies loving one another, becoming one.
I want
to celebrate the love the lives in my soul for you.
I want to feel your cock in my body again.
I want my soul to be alive again with passion and fire and dark desire.
You say that you love me, but I can feel that you only wish you did.
You keep yourself from me, sharing your heart, soul and cum with another.
I can't breathe at times. I wonder why I stay, why I watch, why I pretend it's ever going to be the same.
You are my heart and my soul and I need you. Oh god, you have no idea how.
You loved me once, I know that you did, but now, it's another body, another heart that has all of you and I am left with memories and traces of you on my soul, knowing that we are suppose to be so much more.
I wasn't enough.
I never am.
But I can't stop loving you no matter how hard I try.
I can't stop wanting you.
I can't stop the need I have to wrap myself around your soul and protect you. I can't stop wishing I'd wake up and things would be the way they are supposed to be.
