Unrequited

I can’t get the image out of my head. You on top of me, thrusting slow and hard, while staring into my eyes. I can hear your heavy breathing. I can feel your face cupped between my hands. I can taste your lips. My legs wrapped around you. It’s hard to believe that something so real is so impossible. That I will never be able to experience that with you.

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