Sensations In The Night.

Roselyn

I would be a liar if I said I don't lie awake in the middle of the night.

Tossing and Turning.

But sometimes just as still as a stone.

Thinking of the memories of you.

Of the scent you left on our pillows.

On our sheets.

Of the way you use to touch me.

Everywhere.

I would be desperately lying if I said I didn't wish for that again.

Even crave it.

The sensation.

But don't let me mislead you.

That is the only thing I miss.

Your touch.

Your scent.

Your body.

Because you, the real you. 

The human part of you.

Is oh so very awful.

xoxo lover.

  • Author: Roselyn (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 22nd, 2018 19:57
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