I don’t know how to tell you this, but…
I think about you sometimes… Well, all the wrong times really. I think about how I want you, how I need to have you, and how I want you to want me. I shouldn’t, but I can’t help myself.
Pull me closer, hold on tight, till our breaths become one. I want to feel your skin next to mine; Intertwined, connected, exploding. I want to explore with you. Let’s go on a wild ride…to places we’ve never been. Take your time, we have all night. You feel me, you please me, you know me.
We could have so much fun together you know. If only you knew, if only I could tell you...but alas. Let’s hook up sometime or not, whatever.
P.S. see you at lunch