Desire

It is a little after 11 on a Thursday night. We both worked late and we’re about to go to bed together in your apartment. We crawl into bed and I hold you in my arms. You push your hips back into me. I whisper in your ear, “if you do that again I’m going to pull your shorts off and take you any way I want.” You push back into me twice more.

I roll you onto your back and pull off your shorts as I kiss you.  I pull off my boxers as I climb between your legs. You grab me, guiding me towards you….to enter you. I look in your eyes.

I wake up.

That was five years ago.

This memory still comes in my dreams. I wake up and my arms long to hold you. My heart misses you. And my body desires you.

It’s Thursday night.

Author: Him

A story of love lost. Just a guy in love with a woman that doesn't want a relationship with him. She moved away and married someone else. I have shared this blog with her, and she knows the truth. I tried. I waited for a while. But, none of it worked. She is married to someone else now, but still drops into my life now and again. I am trying to move on. But, she was my one true love that inspired me to be a better person. If any of this story has meaning to you, please let me know. Thank you. View all posts by Him