Friday, November 2, 2012

Have I Imprinted On You?

I just woke up from dreaming of you. Your girl was elsewhere for the day, and finally we were spending time as friends. You picked me up and we went to your spot. By the time we got to your room, I was already being tormented. EVERYTHING within this being of mine wanted you. I longed to feel your lips upon mine in a way that I never had before. I needed to kiss you, however I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I knew that it would be wrong and selfish of me to simply take you the way that I found myself needing to. The "pull" was so intense that I ended up smoking a cigarette with you.

Before our 'ports were done, I knew that I had to tell you what I was feeling. And so I did. And you fell silent. But let me make myself clear... EVERYTHING in your energy said that you wanted the same, but that I would have to be the one to go for it. Finally, I just couldn't fight it any longer... I closed my eyes and kissed you ever so softly, slowly, and sweetly. Our lips touched and I melted. You felt like home. Part of me felt bad for your woman, but the majority of my spirit knew that I was doing the right thing.

I can't even begin to tell you just how PERFECT it felt. Everything was right with the world. Physically our lips were touching, yet in reality, our souls were the ones that were intertwined in love's embrace. Nothing else mattered. We were finally where we were supposed to be. We made the sweetest love, and were lost in a cloud of ecstasy.

I woke up feeling at peace, yet a little lost. Is this the universe trying to tell me something, or is it merely  my subconscious trying to sort out matters of the heart?

I'm still in love with you. There used to be a time when I would immediately alert you of this blog's existence and anxiously await your response. That time has passed.

I am learning to live with the fact that I was the last to know that you had decided to explore your other options. I told you that I will always love you, and I meant that. I just want you to be happy. If it's not with me, then so be it. There's nothing more that I can say.

Be blessed...

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