I know you hurt, I can see it in your shoulders, your eyes. Whenever we're together, you're like a child waiting to play. We talk and laugh, you reach out to touch me, your look is almost like you're making sure I'm really there. I let your fingers linger for a moment and then I pull away. If I allow the touch to last longer, I return to that feeling I left so long ago. I don't know if I should trust it like I did before. I don't know if I'm ready.
We try to enjoy the time we have, knowing it will end too soon. When I turn to you to say I must be on my way, your body jolts with tension and my apologies begin. I'm sorry for this situation. I'm sorry I can't be what you want me to be right now. I'm sorry you're hurting. I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough before. I don't know the words to console you, for the words you long to hear scare me.
so what exactly are you trying to say? that was a year ago. maybe you should read it a little harder, and look for understanding. it states i didn't want you then. i can't even stand you now.
dude that pic is fucking awesome, i'd like to see you own me all the way up here in kentucky...its jus like the spanish rule over the schmucks in south america way back in the day...didn't go so swell they turned evil and said fuck the king and queen...so yea what have we learned here today? nobody rules me...i am loyal to none...bum bum buhhhh but yea nice try mucho loves sex slave driver number one
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and it goes both ways -- so dont go thinking sandra is always the one that gets to do the slave driving.
50/50 right babe?
<3jess [dominatrix/empress of the universe]<< catchy aint it?
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♥kthxbye.
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so you can have the 5% i dont have while shes in austin.
thanks for trying! but its simply a win/loose situation. where you loose and i see her everyday.
haha =]
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shoulders, your eyes. Whenever we're
together, you're like a child waiting to play.
We talk and laugh, you reach out to touch
me, your look is almost like you're making
sure I'm really there. I let your fingers
linger for a moment and then I pull away.
If I allow the touch to last longer, I return
to that feeling I left so long ago. I don't
know if I should trust it like I did before.
I don't know if I'm ready.
We try to enjoy the time we have, knowing
it will end too soon. When I turn to you to
say I must be on my way, your body jolts
with tension and my apologies begin. I'm
sorry for this situation. I'm sorry I can't be
what you want me to be right now. I'm sorry
you're hurting. I'm sorry I wasn't strong
enough before. I don't know the words to
console you, for the words you long
to hear scare me.
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so what exactly are you trying to say? that was a year ago. maybe you should read it a little harder, and look for understanding. it states i didn't want you then. i can't even stand you now.
stop wasting my time.
i love david with all my heart.
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