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Nina Sep 2019
We hug
We kiss
We cuddle
In bed

We were just friends
We made out
To him
We were having ***
To me
We were making love
I was his friends with benefits
But he was my lover
Apparently my “no”
Was not as strong as your
“I want to”.
Why can you push
And push
And push
Yourself onto me
But if I try to
Kiss you gently on the neck
You tell me you’re
“Not in the mood”
And push me away
When I gently stroke your cheek.
So why are you allowed to say
You don’t want to
And force me away,
But when I try to
Tell you no- because
Having you inside of me
Feels like knives
On the inside-
You tell me
“It will be quick”
“I’ll try not to hurt you”
And that is the end
Of that conversation.
Paige Error May 2019
I love you. You are beautiful and the most adventurous person I know. You make my life exciting and I’m glad I got to know you. I can’t wait for our next adventure or at least to scream out school song at each other again. Our friendship is alpha friendship!
Your very messy other half <3
I know you come in here to check up on us. ILY baby gorl
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2018
I do not care how long it lasts
As long as you make my heart beat fast
Clip my wings, I will fall,
Do not let me crash or hurt at all
Do you love me enough to ensure I am safe?
If you do not then please just say
It does not matter if our feelings don't match
To your body I will not get attached
As long as I expect our romance to fail
It will not hurt when our passion grows stale
I cherish each second we're not apart
I'll give all my love but not my heart
I will be there for you in any way I can but only until it interferes with my well-being
s s chanel Nov 2018
I want to fall into you,
but you'd rather ****** into me.
And that may be reconcilable for a second
or two
or three.
You turn late nights into later mornings--somewhere exploring skin as if there's no one else,
daring me to bring earthquakes to our footing on common ground that makes me
want to crash into you.
Yet you only plunge into me for an hour
or two
or three.
And I still push closed doors open in my hopeful head
while you can't conceive the thought of us-- or even me--
without the sheets from my bed
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