My very bestest friend
Last updated 6/21/2022 at 2:43pm
I went to bed thinking about you so much. I was filled with anticipation about holding you the next day. The scent of you was playing in my mind and enticing my senses. I couldn't rest; I rolled over and my hands could feel you in them, it was torture to the tenth degree. I could not stand the wait!
I slept in small increments because you were so consuming in my thoughts. Every time I would wake, I would be so disappointed that the hours hadn't gone by as fast as I wanted them to. I am not ashamed to admit that I am truly obsessed. Is that what this is?
It goes beyond love or even desire,...