🎶// Don't beg. Jahkoy\\
I don't know how people couldn't hear it. It was so loud, ringing in my ears continuously. The loud yearning in my heart that pulled me along throughout the day as I laid there, spread out on the soft bed. The window open letting in a soft breeze that teased my bare nipples, the sun sitting out of the window keeping me warm in just my skin.
My skin felt raw and sensitive and my heart screamed for company, but I laid silently watching out the window listening to the slight rustle of leaves and the playful giggles of my neighbours children running around. I daydreamed about the adventures and mischief i might've gotten up to in the nice weather, but hadn't because of the heaviness I felt in my heart and body when I'd woken up that morning.
I'd woken up, and rolled over to my already open window and stared out at the already blue sky immediately craving touch. The touch of someone else, of comfort that I so desperately needed. Instead I walked into the bathroom alone and as I stripped off my clothes I let my soft fingertips feel over my stomach, breasts and neck, I felt the blood trail down my thigh and sighed. I decided I'd do nothing that day, so after a cold shower I sauntered back into my room still feeling hot and decided to lie in bed in just the black underwear I'd bought the day before, surrounded by soft white pillows, consistently taking pain medication and sulkily celebrating another month of not becoming a mother.
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