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I thought I smelled your skin today. The was a draft in the airlock and I immediately looked around to see who smelled so much like you. Not cologne, not fabric softener, not shampoo. Nothing synthetic like that. No, your smell (and theirs) is the pleasant kind of smell that I have never recalled before just now. It was the clean smell of skin and breath. Someone healthy. The faint scent of something familiar that made my stomach flip with excitement. When the breeze came, my stomach became electric and I dropped the mop to run out and catch sight of whomever has just walked by. I knew it wouldn't be you of course but I wanted to live in that breeze for a second longer because for a moment, we were together. I've been thinking of you all week and that was just what I needed. I expected to see your perfect hair and brown plaid flannel. I miss you terribly. I miss what you do for me. I want to message you but at the same time, I don't. I don't want him to take you away from me. It's a dangerous game I'm playing and I don't want it compromised. But I want you here. I want you in my bed. I want you while I can have you.
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