It felt good just to be held, to feel wanted.
I hadn't felt that way in so long.
Someone just holding my hand
Without me asking
A touch that needn't go any further because it was meant for its sweetness
It felt good to be the reason he was ignoring his texts, the girl he wasn't afraid to ***** and hold in front of his friends or tell them he would marry me
His hands said everything through my clothes
It felt good to keep my clothes on for a change and still be turned on
He made me feel good, I felt wanted again