Fvck Me~LOVE ME

     Addicted to love... The only way to describe it, the closeness, the intensity, the what if, the courting, loving unconditionally and freely even if it breaks me. 

    I expect it to break me. 

    Addicted to your touch your voice, your presence. The feel of you beneath me. I want more, crave more, Need more. Even if it never comes from you, somehow, I still want you. 

    Am I my own problem? 

    I wish I could see myself through your eyes, I wish I knew how you think about me... Would It give me the closure I need to get out of my head? Or would it keep me there?

    I don't know if I want to know the answer to that... But should I? Why am I still dreaming, I should've woken up by now. I should've been pushed away by now... Why won't I? 

    Am I broken?

    Is it just the way you fuck me? Am I addicted to the orgasm? The way we seem to know where and how to touch? or is it the way you unlocked most of me?? or parts of me I haven't seen in years? am I just infatuated with your presence... 

    Why can't I wake up?

    Love me, it echoes in my head constantly; even though the one you want isn't me. it will probably never be me. 

    Why do I want it? 

    is it because I know I can't have it... won't have it. Is it because I am delusional? Did I place you on an alter you don't want to be on? I know we have an understanding of our dynamic but am I dreaming it? 

    Love me but if you can't... please don't stop fucking me...

    Thank you for reading... Goodnight

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