ALEX'S POINT OF VIEW
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After one week of excruciating pain where all I did was try and forget him, convince myself that I don’t miss him, that I don’t need him, after one week of doubts and endless questions, here I am, pined on his bed by his strong and muscular body, tasting the lips that I craved after like a starving man, feel the gentle, yet firm touch that haunts me day and night, and hear the groans of pleasure that I've never thought I'll ever hear again.
It's frustrating thinking that all those painful tears were in vain, thinking how I suffered one week and fell for his lips in less than a second, but it's also fulfilling, and the bliss washes the frustration away.
I know that what I'm doing now will come and bite me in the ass,
