Sofie-
I feel another tear rolling down the corners of my eyes and finding their escape in my hair. I didn't want it in the first place. But then, I enjoyed it too. I didn't want to give him the pleasure of seeing me cry. But he made me cry his name out loud. I didn't even want him in front of me. But he made his way inside me. I didn't want him to touch me. But his kisses made sure to remind me of him every time. I didn't want to hear his voice. But his tongue muffled my voice too. I didn't want to look at him. But his gaze did not allow me to waver mine from him too.
I am still tied down to this bed on which I have had many dreams. And now, the very same soft bed is soaking my tears. He left twenty minutes ago. Not outside the room but in the bathroom to get cleaned up. And me... no ne
