51 [M4F] #Colorado #Denver #online - Truth is, I miss my girl
My good girl, my naughty girl, my baby girl. I miss my girl. I miss hearing crazy stories about your neighbor that made me laugh. I miss hearing spontaneous vents about other drivers; these just made me like you more. I miss how you shared about your unique interests so that I could be interested too. I miss the talks, and I miss the comfortable silence just as much. While we both made the time and put in the effort, I miss the easy flow that was us.
And the sex, oh I miss the sex. I miss hearing you cry "don't stop" (among other things) multiple times as wave upon wave of pleasure washed over you. I miss the sound our bodies made together. I miss the space where you would nestle under my arm in between. And I miss the many ways we enjoyed one another as well as the many ways we never got to try.
I miss these things and many more. I know it was never meant to last forever but our time was definitely too brief. Maybe I'm writing this for me. Or maybe I am writing it for you. After all, now that you know what I miss you also know something of what I'm looking for. Or maybe I just need to let it go, but there's a part of me that still holds out hope that something beautiful like this is possible again.
If you read yourself in here somewhere, I'd love to hear from you.