I h8 havin 2 swallow tears & clear my throat so no1 hears the strain in my voice I fake this smile so well that the pain in my eyes r missed My exterior is sooo tough others won't believe that on the inside I'm crumplin it's not jus because he's gone it's because evrythin that was once right is now wrong It's because every show,picture,or song is a reminder of when things were carefree... What if I believed more in me,in us & pushed more for we would this had been avoided? I need to see a clairvoyant to get an idea of how much longer this will last because if it's headin further downhill we need YOUR hand to grasp I mean I'm reachin for it now yet I'm not sure if I'm able to receive handouts aside frm student loans it seems when I ask for assistance I'm always turned down tryin to remember & focus on that positive spirit,positive mind,positive outcome but how is that valid when life itself is predetermined?
The memories of last nite when you joined me in the tub and how when you brushed me as you climbed in triggered something within. My juices got to flowing miraculously and uhh the way you felt inside me. The way my vagina hugged you never have you experienced this kinda warmth. Member how you cradled my hips as I rode The look in you eyes as you slip in and out... of consciousness. The music we made a lovely melody of "ohh baby you taste so sweet" as your tongue glide across my clit while you use it to write the alphabets my toes curled, my fingers grab your back, the sheets, your firm little ass cheeks the feeling of your love drippin on my skin I take u in and devour so many positions our bodies intertwine on the couch, on the floor, on the kitchen counter, against the front door… "Baby, don't stop… more, more… deeper I wanna feel u in my lungs… faster" You go harder your stroke I'm speakin in tongues… "Whose is it?" "Baby it's yours...

Comments