Sweet dreams of mine
I had this nice dream in the night between last Thursday and Friday... I was laying somewhere, I remember it being soft, but it wasn't bed, maybe a sofa, with a friend of mine [a guy]. It was supposed to be this one certain person, but it wasn't. You know, sometimes in dreams people are certain people, though they don't look like them at all. *makes no sense*
But what ever. He had his arm around my shoulders and I felt nice and warm and safe. Then for a suddenly he asked me if I wanted to kiss. The next thing I remember was his lips on mine. The feeling was nice. This comfortable feeling, not having anything to bound me, I was in control of the situation and he wasn't demanding. The kiss [or kisses] lasted for a while. [It wasn't about trying to find each other's tonsils or anything...] It was peculiar as it felt there wasn't anything romantic between us, I mean I didn't feel being in love. It was just comforting. After a moment I kissed him again [so I made the first step this time].
After I separated my lips from his I stayed in his arms and felt warm and safe. He said to me I was a good kisser and I remember blushing. And I guess that's where the dream ended.
That was exactly what I've been wanting to have. In a relationship I mean. I want to be held, to feel I'm cared. I don't want to have a lousy fuck in some half public place. I want to have proximity and feel that I'm worth of something. Cause I want to believe I'm worth more that I've been offered thus far...
Yeah, now to bed, lab tomorrow x_X
But what ever. He had his arm around my shoulders and I felt nice and warm and safe. Then for a suddenly he asked me if I wanted to kiss. The next thing I remember was his lips on mine. The feeling was nice. This comfortable feeling, not having anything to bound me, I was in control of the situation and he wasn't demanding. The kiss [or kisses] lasted for a while. [It wasn't about trying to find each other's tonsils or anything...] It was peculiar as it felt there wasn't anything romantic between us, I mean I didn't feel being in love. It was just comforting. After a moment I kissed him again [so I made the first step this time].
After I separated my lips from his I stayed in his arms and felt warm and safe. He said to me I was a good kisser and I remember blushing. And I guess that's where the dream ended.
That was exactly what I've been wanting to have. In a relationship I mean. I want to be held, to feel I'm cared. I don't want to have a lousy fuck in some half public place. I want to have proximity and feel that I'm worth of something. Cause I want to believe I'm worth more that I've been offered thus far...
Yeah, now to bed, lab tomorrow x_X