My Lily R

January 8th, 2021, 12:28AM

I had just gotten off a call with him, it upsets me. Damn, I miss him already, it hasn't even been a few minutes. Can anyone blame me though? I'm in love with him. With my boyfriend. My Lily. Yes his name is breaking gender stereotypes, I'm proud of him. Back on track though, I want him, I wish I could simply hold him in my arms, even if his body is smaller and more fragile, I want to hold him close and squeeze him tight. I hate leaving calls and feeling almost, empty, like all my happiness that I received from him just heat washed away.

I know that's why he and I text, we do that every night, but it feels like the time is still limited, I have online schooling to attend at 8:00AM, hell I probably don't get enough sleep as it is, but it's okay, I do it for him. Not only that, it makes me happy. If we spend a third of our life sleeping, and a third of our life at school or working, I only get a third of my life left to spend. I want to spend it how I see fit.

Maybe I'm rambling now, most of these little entities probably won't be like this, but if they are, oh well, more wholesome content for people to read at their desire, that's something I should being attention too also. This is NOT a book, well technically it is, but this isn't what you would wish to read to hear a good story. This is just a collection of loving things I'd like to rant about my lover, because I love him. Maybe it won't be all cherry sometimes, everything is rocky, but he's mine and I'm his. Back to what I was saying, this ain't a book for you to enjoy a love story, I can make that book another day if I wanted, this is just a collection of loving things about someone I can't stop thinking of, because the thought of him is always in my head. If by chance you so happen to read this for wholesome content, be my guest.

~Gordon. E