Issac king.
As Demica left, I lye on the carpet taking a strawberry after another passing a bit of time before she gets back.
I look down at the chocolates seeing that she hardly ate much as we were in our own moment.
A smile stays on my lips as I recall the last few minutes with her, knowing that I've come to become extremely fond of her.
Its funny how she portrays the wonder woman facade but deep down my Demica, is still someone that wants to be cared about and loved.
She's strong, not just by the face but internally also. Her act of not taking bullshits and saying what's on her mind Is what amazes me most about her.
And not to talk about the french kiss we both shared. Damn! I explored her mouth and she let me.
With the weeks that we've been together just makes me crave for her t
