I must admit I am jealous you are getting flowers from someone else. Although I have not sent flowers since you became hitched (except for some steel calla lilies). And maybe the flowers don’t mean much. But I always liked to make your day brighter.
I saw your post the same day I was cleaning out the drawer that used to be yours…. and in the back was a small package with nipple clamps that I never gave you or used with you. I had purchased them for Christmas that year… but we didn’t make it that long.
All to say, it has been a flood of memories. I still want to feel your touch. I still desire to hold you. Your recent photo is beauty that makes my heart ache for more of you.
I thought about sending you flowers…. but I should think better of it.
Holidays are coming but we’ve recently gotten lock-down orders. No visitors. No family gatherings. Probably no turkey (why make one?).
I don’t know if it makes you feel good or bad, but I still love you and want you. And yes, I know we can’t be with each other. But you are the desire that will not die in my heart.
It is not about just sex. I was happiest when you were with me. I felt purpose and joy – even if I wasn’t good at showing it.
I am thankful to know you and that you made me a part of your life. You saved me when I needed love most.
Be well. I hope you find joy and peace. Chat sometime.