It's All A Secret

I missed him. It was as plain and simple as that, but it wasn’t only one thing about him that I missed, it was everything about him.

I missed the way that he would look at me. No matter how he did, small glances, long stares, or just looking’ I loved it. He made feel like I was for once, beautiful, and like I mattered to him. Those moments seemed to last for mere seconds, and they would become the highlight of my day. Secretly, I would stay up late at night, thinking of how I would get to see him, and feel right once again. But this feel right was different, it was true, it was something that I couldn’t explain. It was real this time, and it made me feel like I could carry the weight on my shoulders.

I miss the things that he would notice, and even the things that he didn’t notice. The one thing that I loved the most about what he wouldn’t notice is how I can be so clingy. It should have driven him crazy, but it didn’t. As a matter of fact, he says he wants me to be more attached. I don’t really get him sometimes, it’s like, he doesn’t act like he should. But it’s not in a bad way it’s in a good way.

I miss how he teases me. Little succulent moments where the only thing that matters is him, and he’s the only thing on my mind. The little gasps of air entering my body, only encourage him to make it worse for me. He’d lift me up into a world or pure euphoria that I couldn’t even access in my dreams. The way he knows all of the weak spots in my walls, and the way he can bring them down in a matter of minutes, of seconds, of movements, only add to my enjoyment.

I miss how his body feels against mine. He’s always so warm, so inviting. I love curling myself into his chest and letting his warmth spread over and around me. The way his hard body feels against mine, and the way he warms me up, gives me a sense of protection. I feel secure when I am with him, like no one can harm me. Like no one can touch me.

Baby, I miss you so much, I can’t wait until the next time I get to see you. You are my life, my muse, my love. Don’t ever hurt me.