Letter to The Man I Left Behind.....
I dream of you nightly now. Why I cant tell you. Your always there now. Almost haunting me. I yearn for you.
You kisse me, and touche me. I can smell you. Taste you. I feel your tanned skin against mine. But I cant have you. Your far from me. But not far enough. Every night you come to me with your perfect smile, and sweet, soft lips. Every night its different, but still the same. Why are you there? Why are you in my dreams and not in my arms? I never should have left.
I worry about you, sweet man. Are you ok? Are you happy? Is she out of your life? Have you taken my advice?
I hope you have, not for my sake, but only for your own. She makes your ache and writhe inside. How long I have needed you. You wouldnt even be alone with me. Are you afraid of me? Or yourself? I do not fear you. Or what our love could be. I know what you feel. Thats why I dream of you. You send me your lust, your thoughts, your desires. If only you knew. If only I could tell you. But how pointless it would be. I cannot go back to that place. It only hurts me. I am so happy here, and loved, and I fit. My puzzle is full, but for one peice. It wont be filled untill I can have you here with me, or Untill I can stop you from comming to my dreams. Think of me, as I think of you.
Love Always.
Laura
You kisse me, and touche me. I can smell you. Taste you. I feel your tanned skin against mine. But I cant have you. Your far from me. But not far enough. Every night you come to me with your perfect smile, and sweet, soft lips. Every night its different, but still the same. Why are you there? Why are you in my dreams and not in my arms? I never should have left.
I worry about you, sweet man. Are you ok? Are you happy? Is she out of your life? Have you taken my advice?
I hope you have, not for my sake, but only for your own. She makes your ache and writhe inside. How long I have needed you. You wouldnt even be alone with me. Are you afraid of me? Or yourself? I do not fear you. Or what our love could be. I know what you feel. Thats why I dream of you. You send me your lust, your thoughts, your desires. If only you knew. If only I could tell you. But how pointless it would be. I cannot go back to that place. It only hurts me. I am so happy here, and loved, and I fit. My puzzle is full, but for one peice. It wont be filled untill I can have you here with me, or Untill I can stop you from comming to my dreams. Think of me, as I think of you.
Love Always.
Laura