"You don't understand" "No, YOU don't understand!" The truth is, none of us can ever truly understand. Because despite our need to be social, to connect with each other, our experiences, our feelings, are ours alone. But that doesn't make connections we have with others any less meaningful. One more thing. For what it's worth, your feelings, your experiences, are valid.
This gentle flow takes control with perfect form, dark eyes match and connect in the same breath. Warmth spreads from head to your *******, lower realms swirl in the depths. Skin glistening. Bubble up, subtle touch, fingers search inversed. Would rather tingle your thighs in line with my neck, criss crossed in ****** to snap. Head tilted back, quiver and spasm as your chasm erupts. Hushed sighs in a rush collect. Congruent thoughts mix in our heads, mind *** fulfilled through this text. Open your legs as your soft lips kiss with delicate sweat, thinking in sync when you stroke the same sense. All from the chest.
Are you afraid? You're not alone. Are you hungry? Cold? You're not alone. Are you barely making it between paydays? I'm sure you can guess where I'm going with this. You may not want to connect with anyone. But just know: You may have been alone before. But things have changed; Your boat's not empty anymore.
When entering the realm of another Try to connect by being receptive Relate to appropriate space Approachable pathways through principled heart centred objectives Display the routes to sincerity by observing a faithful open perspective
For the first time in 22 years I get to move on my own terms. I get to finally make a place my own. Somewhere where I don't feel trapped, trapped by those walls you build long ago. In a room where I hid day and night making it harder for us to connect. So now I'm finally moving all on my own. To be able to find a way to find myself. To find who I am away from all of you and with this space and time I am creating, I hope to bring us all back together again. Building the bridge that should have been built A bridge that was forgotten and left unstarted. And now we get to build what we once forgot.
I see you, looking with, without a shine, you don't define, in confine You won't share, what you made of Like a little bit of, what I can't think of Some details you won't care, What won't you engage I am in your head, and you have conquered mine You try to dust of my shine Listening to my words, you nod off I've been trying to connect, intersect but it is maybe that something I lack, You think I am waste of a chance a nobody to spare your glance In track of things that won't happen You drew a fine line I am stuck on my side, You've gone beyond.