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Please read let the grass grow over me it’s from the heart 

Feeling down tonight but go read plz

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Published something please read 

I’m your puppet…….

We weren’t done. He liked to say we were but I knew we were far from done. He bit my lip that way I liked it. He swallowed me. I wanted to scream but not out of fear, out of complete pleasure that felt as clean as the heaven air. I focused on the rise and fall of my chest. How it had never risen and fallen like that. I hoped the scratches on his back wouldn’t  hurt in the morning. When thought, god, we had had enough, it was me that ran my hands down his naked skin. I had never loved anything more. Why? Why had everyone told me no? But I didn’t care they could say all they wanted. He LOVED me. 
           
              God…. How could someone be so perfect? He stared at me. He watched me sleep and when I woke we went again. And again. And again. I think he wanted me addicted. The kind of addiction that  messes  with you. The kind that kills you in  the end. Was this all it was. An  addiction? No. He was the addiction. But as we went again and again I went into oblivion. Where all I had was him. Staring at me. Loving me. My belly tingled and when he touched me I fell back. He was soft. Lazy and lathering. The kind that makes you tired. I barley slept. And when the morning came I laid on him. Watching as the sun came up. A whole fucking night. When we kissed I slid my tongue against and I was tempted to stay in bed. Never leave. But he said, 
          
          “There is plenty of time for the magic we have created.”  
          

I didn’t know where the Pain and the pleasure ended. It was the addiction they were probably afraid of for me. But didn’t they understand that it wasn’t like that for us. That I could love and love and love forever. I need to stop listening to people. Because they were wrong. They didn’t know Him like I did. They didn’t care. Maybe all he wanted was that. Maybe I am naive. But love does that to you. It makes you naive and it makes you do crazy things.