7 years ago. Monday, March 26, 2018 at 2:40 AM
It's an ache.
A long ache, with little staccato flashes of memories. The look in his eyes. Her lashes fluttering. The feel of my hand inside her. The feel of him driving deep into me. All wrapped up together, panting, cuddling, sweat cooling. Realizing he was getting up to start again. Seeing how kind and open she was with my Master. Remembering how he worked to make sure I felt safe.
They are so far away. That's why I don't do this, this long distance stuff. It's a long, deep ache with unfulfilled desire.
They speak of moving here. We will see if it happens.
They're flying me out to stay with them for three weeks in September.
I hope
the reality of me
is enough
compared to
the ideal of me.