Confession1:maybe its love maybe its not

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Im in love with someone who loves me but does not cherish me ..... if that makes any sense.

We dated before, we broke up, but we never stopped fucking around. he had 2 girlfriends after me, neither worked out, we fucked while he was with both. he would call me and we stayed on the phone all night, and they would be blowing his phone up. He would tell me how much he misses me and how he loves me and how ill always be his baby, but he just got alot going on and he dont know what he wants. And I understood that so I still stayed around....... I dont know maybe i was dumb for that, or maybe not. 

I dont feel dumb about it,... okay im lying sometimes when i get into my thoughts i start to think about it and i realize it is stupid and i got to let him go. Then he calls and I got back to ... this is my baby, I love him, imma stay down for him, because he never did me wrong and our time anit came to an end yet. 

I dont know maybe its the bomb ass sex.... the way he strokes it... the way he goes deep and makes my back arch....the fact he be hitting those spots..... they way he punishs but pleasures me .......the way his tongue feels on my clit.......the way he kisses on my neck when he goes deep .....they way his fingers glide inside of me while he keep hitting on that spot........the way he makes me moan and scream his name as i feel my climax...... the way his lips feel against mines...... the way he looks me in my eyes when he know he's killing it...... the sound of his voice when he tells me he loves me while inside of me ... or when he tells me im so fucking wet. when im on top and im riding they way he bites his lip and smacks my ass...... they way i have him moaning when i got his dick in my mouth....... damn 

maybe its the love he gives me, the paragraphs he sends me, the goodmorning texts everyday, the calls that last for house, the late night joy rides around town, the times when he gets high at night and calls me at 2 in the morning to tell me how he feels about me. How he calls me on his break to complain about his job, and when he calls when he gets off just to hear my voice. or the facetime calls just to see my face. and i lov it when he calls me when he's writing a song about me or when he needs my opinion on other songs he's writing. 

damn maybe he my soul mate, maybe he's a mistake, or maybe he's just something that takes time.




Authors note : 

so basicly this book is story about things that people are confessing in their heads to themselves about anything that goes on in their life. I want you guys to feel apart of this book so yall can hit me up with your own confessions they will be kept a secret ( only between me and you) and you can also sumbit ideas that you want me to write about to. 

I hope yall enjoy  

                                                                   peace , G

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