12 mai 2010

the things i miss

you telling me shush! when i was talking rabbish.
the nights we slept together and those moments when i could barely breathe because your strong arm was embracing me. and i felt protected.
when u screw me so tender but agressive and always grinding your teeth when cumming.
all those lovely things you felt but never told me, things that i could see in your eyes.
your voice.

your kiss and lips. your touch. even your wry smile.
the sweet red wine we drunk together. the cigarettes you smoked when I didn't need to.
your dark skin and darker room. the clumsy way you baked me pancakes.

i wish i wouldn't miss a thing.
hopeless miss you