Sylvia Mickey25 Jun, 2012 04:48 PM
I've always been your friend You've always been my rock. But now I am naked in front of you, it feels right. You touch my skin and I think you feel the same. But you persist that you are but a human. If your love for me as a friend was greater than your urges of the flesh then maybe I wouldn't be so confused today. The scent of your soap lingers in my hair. A reminder of my attempt to wash this experience away. Because that's what you'd want me to do. But I refuse to forget. This fling was the first that meant so much to me. But it hurts the most too. Because it meant nothing to you.
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