She had always been on guard with her feelings.
She never let her emotions rule her.
Yet that night…
that night was not different than any other nights.
She still felt lonely.
Yes, he was there
she felt him…
inside her
he touched her
but it was too superficial.
He touched her,
she felt him,
but that’s it.
Their bodies collided,
but never their soul.
Inside, her whole being was bleeding…
aching…
longing…
for that gentle, genuine touch
from the other
but all he gave her
were fierce and mighty
stabs of
uncertainty.
Yes, it was pleasure,
but it only lasted
so brief that when
she opened her eyes
he was gone.
She needed someone to complete her.
She thought it will be him,
but he was just another coldblooded bandit.
Stealing…
destroying…
everything he can
off of her,
leaving her wrecked
and sore.
She lay there…
her heart shouting in
pain rhyming with the
silence of the night.
She lay there…
her eyes closed,
but her soul
wide open.
Waiting….
waiting for
someone to pick her up.
Waiting…
waiting for
everything to fade into
oblivion.
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 11:59 AM UTC
She had always been on guard with her feelings.
She never let her emotions rule her.
Yet that night…
that night was not different than any other nights.
She still felt lonely.
Yes, he was there
she felt him…
inside her
he touched her
but it was too superficial.
He touched her,
she felt him,
but that’s it.
Their bodies collided,
but never their soul.
Inside, her whole being was bleeding…
aching…
longing…
for that gentle, genuine touch
from the other
but all he gave her
were fierce and mighty
stabs of
uncertainty.
Yes, it was pleasure,
but it only lasted
so brief that when
she opened her eyes
he was gone.
She needed someone to complete her.
She thought it will be him,
but he was just another coldblooded bandit.
Stealing…
destroying…
everything he can
off of her,
leaving her wrecked
and sore.
She lay there…
her heart shouting in
pain rhyming with the
silence of the night.
She lay there…
her eyes closed,
but her soul
wide open.
Waiting….
waiting for
someone to pick her up.
Waiting…
waiting for
everything to fade into
oblivion.
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