maybe what i miss most was the conversations. it was way too different from all who went and all those going on. maybe i was naked from the start, and you didn't have to strip me out. maybe that was my fondest idea of making love: hearing about your stories, what made you vulnerable, EVERYTHING.
but there are things that wouldn't match however we try. i want you here, but you have to fulfill your dreams and destiny. i wanted to wait but you were steadfast with staying.
i'd like to think that you have more to your mind than what you really show rn. i wish i could wander through those.
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 12:14 AM UTC
maybe what i miss most was the conversations. it was way too different from all who went and all those going on. maybe i was naked from the start, and you didn't have to strip me out. maybe that was my fondest idea of making love: hearing about your stories, what made you vulnerable, EVERYTHING.
but there are things that wouldn't match however we try. i want you here, but you have to fulfill your dreams and destiny. i wanted to wait but you were steadfast with staying.
i'd like to think that you have more to your mind than what you really show rn. i wish i could wander through those.
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