(i know its a little jumbled up but i thought i would try and get some reviews please?)
Do you now how hard it was to walk in a room and not touch you? Seeing you with your shirt off. All i wanted to do was run to you and let my fingers guide them selves down every inch of your muscled, tightly built body. I sit in this place seeing you in the chair in front of me, with your eyes plastered to mine. Your hands wrapped around my waist as our foreheads impinged upon each other our lips touched. I didn't want to let go but you pushed me away. Your hands stile wrapped around me pulled me close again. "Once more, please?" i exclaimed many of times but the only thing that your lips did was whisper the word no.
It hurts you know? Not being able to have the one i love to myself. You belong to everyone else. You don't claim me, you don't take what we had seriously. You imply that you don't love me anymore but everyone says you do. The way my eyes glisten when you walk in a room, i clearly love you, don't you see? I wanted to be alone with you again, to have you all to myself. I wanted your body pressed to mine, your lips to touch mine, and your hands intertwined with mine. I just want you back. My heart desires you, my eyes wish to see you, my skin craves your touch. I enjoyed the way your finger tips tickled my skin. I love the way your words tapped your lips before departing, like a lifted music note.
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