the sounds. the way she whimpers. the way she brings it up back to my mouth when i stop. the broken moans. hearing her breathing get harder & feeling her legs shake. when she looks down at me as i look up at her and she bites her lip, my gosh. the way her back arches. the way she grinds her clit on my tongue. the death grip on my head right before she cums and her legs give out. the way she pulls me back up & tastes herself on my lips.
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The girl who made me know who I truly was
Ugh. Every time I think about her I remember the pure ecstasy I was in. I remember how happy I was about myself, how I didn’t have to worry about all my little quirks. I was just me. I was accepted for who I was, not what I was portraying to other people. Since she’s left I haven’t felt that way with anyone else… I ‘ve been in a few relationships. One was serious, but even then. There was always something missing. A doubt in my mind. Did I really want to be with them? And each time that doubt came up I always thought back to her… And now… here I am. Back in that shell I was in before she had come into my life waiting for someone to make me feel that again…
I thought that pushing girls away from me would be the best for me. But thinking about it more and more maybe it’s not because I could lose a really amazing girl by doing that. Whenever I find someone I care about that steals all my attention unexpectedly, I won’t push her away like you hurting me taught me to. I’ll pull her so much closer, treat them amazing and make you realize you lost the best thing you ever had and you’ll never be able to get it back.
