Kay.
It's been 6 hours and no sign of Carlos. I'm in my bed trying to sleep, but it's evident I have become too dependent on him.
Lately, I often look forward to bedtime. I'm not being naughty, but sleeping in his arms, damn.
They are so big, and whenever they hold me, I don't have to think or worry about anything whatsoever.
The warmth of his body lulls me to sleep, and boy, does he smell so fine.
I miss him. I think at this moment I am way far gone.
That is really a bad thing, though, but then again, it's a relief having a shoulder to lean on because I'm human after all.
Admittedly, I have started feeling something for Carl, and it frightens me. I don't know if he's changed, but I fear he will break my heart one day.
I never had a boyfriend or felt an attraction towards a man bef
