Oily Marks Appear On Walls Where Pleasure Moments Hung Before
My heart is broken. I think I actually felt it. I know this is a bit histrionic, but I can't help it. My greatest pleasure is my greatest pain right now. I want to be with him, and only him...and all I want is for him to want to be with me and only me. But I have to wait. Because I fucked up. I fucked up ROYALLY. And now my punishment is to watch the best thing I had canoodle with someone else until he is ready. :(