i made love to myself
on the bed where
we used to sleep
next to each other
just last summer
at first,
to get myself off,
i imagined random men and women in my life
pushing against me
pleasing me
Then,
your face
and your body
intruded into my soft and vulnerable mind
and my moans
quickly turned into
very different sounds
and I felt tears in my eyes
I started to sob
my body grew limp
and i exhaled, pulling out of myself
turning onto my side, pulling the blankets over my body
the makeup from last night running into my eyes
I sobbed
because you are more beautiful
than i
and although months
(which felt like years)
have gone by
I still miss you
like we said goodbye
only yesterday
and my fingers
are ugly and sharp
compared to your
gentle slender ********** hands.
Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 2:45 PM UTC
i made love to myself
on the bed where
we used to sleep
next to each other
just last summer
at first,
to get myself off,
i imagined random men and women in my life
pushing against me
pleasing me
Then,
your face
and your body
intruded into my soft and vulnerable mind
and my moans
quickly turned into
very different sounds
and I felt tears in my eyes
I started to sob
my body grew limp
and i exhaled, pulling out of myself
turning onto my side, pulling the blankets over my body
the makeup from last night running into my eyes
I sobbed
because you are more beautiful
than i
and although months
(which felt like years)
have gone by
I still miss you
like we said goodbye
only yesterday
and my fingers
are ugly and sharp
compared to your
gentle slender ********** hands.
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