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Letter to Sir
Dear Sir, there is something I am uncomfortable telling you face to face.
No, I am not frightened.
I’m rather ashamed as a-matter-of-fact.
You probably think that you are special.
Which indeed, you are.
Although…I have been through this plenty of times with multiple men alike to you in a short time span.
The difference is that this isn't unrequited Love.
I really do Love you even though I have not vocalized it.
I just…feel like my emotions aren't genuine, I don’t know.
To put it in different words, the only difference between our amazing relationship and the ones where I was being taken advantage of and manipulated is that when you say you want to see me, you mean my face. Not my body.
When you say that you can’t get enough of me, you’re not only talking about my body but my personality as well.
When you tell me to come hop into your bed, it’s because you want to hold me and have me pressed into your chest looking up into your eyes, not because you want me to give you head.
Now yes, sometimes our minds are on the sexual. But we vibe baby.
Our emotions vibe as one.
No, I am not frightened.
I’m rather ashamed as a-matter-of-fact.
You probably think that you are special.
Which indeed, you are.
Although…I have been through this plenty of times with multiple men alike to you in a short time span.
The difference is that this isn't unrequited Love.
I really do Love you even though I have not vocalized it.
I just…feel like my emotions aren't genuine, I don’t know.
To put it in different words, the only difference between our amazing relationship and the ones where I was being taken advantage of and manipulated is that when you say you want to see me, you mean my face. Not my body.
When you say that you can’t get enough of me, you’re not only talking about my body but my personality as well.
When you tell me to come hop into your bed, it’s because you want to hold me and have me pressed into your chest looking up into your eyes, not because you want me to give you head.
Now yes, sometimes our minds are on the sexual. But we vibe baby.
Our emotions vibe as one.
Published 13th Jan 2015
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17th Jan 2018 11:26am
the tenderness you display in this very special indeed
"when you say you want to see me, you mean my face. Not my body."
few actually see in this manner, and even fewer even want to...
"when you say you want to see me, you mean my face. Not my body."
few actually see in this manner, and even fewer even want to...
17th Jan 2018 11:33am
17th Jan 2018 12:22pm
I don't understand why you'd feel any kind of shame, admitting in his face you love him...it sounds like he's a good guy
n don't seem as though he'd make you feel bad about confessing your heart to him verbally...
n don't seem as though he'd make you feel bad about confessing your heart to him verbally...
18th Jan 2018 7:53am
