I sent out another CV yesterday for a part time architectural historian opening at a local firm. Something I can do and still have time to write. That works for me. BF#2 sent me a very beautiful message yesterday before he signed off for the night-he's in London, eight hours ahead of Los Angeles. It had such a depth of feeling to it. I just read and re-read it. He is such a wonderful person to be around. So confident and positive, it makes me want to be that kind of a person. Actually, I just want to tap into all that positive energy. It's moments like this that make me miss him. I loved working next to bf#2, chatting, holding hands, the stolen kisses. It feels like a real romance not just fun and games. He just makes me happy in a way that bf#1 doesn't. I wish we could be together again. I just want to be in his arms again, feel his lips against mine then traveling down my neck slowly, his strong yet tender touch. Then I start to imagine what it would be like to make love to him. The two pressed so close to each other that I can't breath, our lips exploring every inch of each other, feel him inside me as we make slow passionate love, enjoying every second of it. I hope he hurries back. I miss him.
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