• 3 years since my life stopped

    by  • February 3, 2015 • * Safe for Work *, Lost Love • 0 Comments

    You’re out there. I know you exist. Yet I can’t have you or even publicly acknowledge you. Knowing this has caused me to question the reason for my life, the purpose if it, the meaning.
    Our affair, it is so ingrained in my memory that it still feels like it was yesterday. I’ve tried to forget, tried to feel betrayed, tried to be angry, tried to acknowledge that it was never meant to be, that it was just a tryst between two consenting adults that both knew the end game was going to hurt like hell. I still love you. I always will. Those three months shaped me in ways that I’m still discovering. Parts of you still dominate my thoughts. Your smile, the thought of it still warms my heart. Your femininity and sexuality, your secret magical combination is still the thing that fuels my carnal thoughts. Your mind, so keen and silently impressive, the lock box shared with few in which I got to take part. I’m still grateful that you shared yourself with me and received me with graciousness and appreciation. I’d give anything, except my children’s one shot at a normal functioning family home life with a mom and dad, to be a part of your story. We were an incredible team at work, and we would be an incredible team together. Circumstances bring what they are it cannot be. Just know that I still love you as much today three years later as I did then, and I will always and forever. Indeed K’Shawn, indeed. I love you.

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