Damn. Another full moon, visions of your body and the enticing way you move. I can't forget your love I can't believe the truth.
My greatest lover, companion and friend. I never thought I would see the day we end.
Sure i can have my way with the ladies because I need that. I understand all you told me and I wish you could see that.
Like Chris Brown said, "When she touches me, I'm wishing that they were your hands, when I'm with her it's about the sex, with you I have a bad romance."
Instead of improving I'm dying inside. Part is poor choices part is my pride.
No matter how many females forget hair ties, bras or shoes at my home. They cum I cum and then I'm alone.
There's no you to hug and love on. There's no you to serve and cook for. This empty feeling is heavy and can't be ignored.
As this spliff slowly burns my mind is on you.
I'm still so lost, lost without you.
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Author:
Willy Beeman (
Offline) - Published: January 11th, 2017 23:21
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Very nicely written .I. sure many of us can relate..I am a gay man and I can..I guess relationships are relationships despite how they are gendered ...Really enjoyed reading..
Thanks so much for the read. Glad you liked it.
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