As much as I might want you, I surely don’t need you and since I’m being honest, I think it’s just the loneliness creeping it.
Some women are into nipple play. Some aren’t. But dear Lord, why are you trying to smash her breasts between your hands? Are you checking for lumps?
Which royal family were you born into? Do you have a castle? Can I visit?
I wish you’d met me then, back when I was happier or younger, or Hell, I don’t know. Just different. Back when I accepted love instead of pushing it away.
There I was naked in front of him on this beach even though I was fully clothed. He saw me; a broken girl looking for answers on the edge of a pier, and somehow in his eyes at 2am I found them.
True, unadulterated intimacy will always be the produce of two people communicating heart-to-heart – not ego-to-ego.
Agree on timing. Some individuals want to connect the moment they walk into the door. Others need to decompress on their own before they’re ready to interact. When this expectation goes unspoken it can create tension and leave both partners feeling missed by each other.
Why do you spend your nights and early mornings texting me? Why do you get jealous when I mention one of my guy friends? Why do you keep your weekends free so you can spend time with me?
You should’ve loved me truthfully instead of filling my head with broken promises. You should’ve loved me boldly, instead of picking at everything that was wrong with us. You should’ve loved me honestly, instead of giving me false hope every damn day.