The day is dark and grey, not unlike my soul today. I stare out of the window watching the snow and rain mix. The clouds, low and foreboding. I sip at my coffee and think of all that could have been if my path were to have gone another direction. Where would I be today? Would I be as happy, as sad? Time to feed my addiction and get onto the Rave.
I miss the warmth of anothers heart. The gentel carress of another's hand upon my own. The feel of her cheek against mine. The soft velvety feel of her lips pressed against mine. The feel of her body as she sleeps next to me. The look in her eyes as she gazes into mine. I miss so much in love. The sex is not the important thing I miss, I just miss being with someone who truely is in love with me, and I her.
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