I miss the way he feels. Under me. On me. Beside me.
Under me watching my every move. Guiding my waist. Lips being smushed as I warn him To monitor his moans Although I enjoy hearing him whisper Yes, yes, yes
On me pressing his weight so I can't move His face so serious until I pull him so close I can't see him anymore Thrusting his body so that each stroke feels like someone is bulldozing my body Wondering how no one can hear us because our bodies are screaming so loud and breaths becoming so rhythmic it's almost disrespectful
Beside me letting me fall asleep on his chest while he plays video games as he waits to wake me back up Kissing me all the while so I have the sweetest dreams forehead, kiss hair, kiss hand, kiss cheek, kiss Then I'm up
I miss the way he feels under on beside Me. I just want you near.
I thought visits were suppose to make the distance easier, now it just got harder.