I Know the Difference Between Lust and Love
[big][center][c=#003BB2]💕 Ravi 💕[/c][/center][/big]
I whisper your name as my fingers find that special spot on my clit, the one that you used to lick with your perfect tongue. You were the one who swept me away, who taught me that it was okay to let go and be free. You showed me it was okay to just be me, to let my feelings flow. Your name still rides on the waves of my mind, still fills me with the pleasure that your touch once did.
I’ll never know why you had to move on, and I don’t want to know. I want to remember you here as you were when you loved me, as you were when you taught me about true pleasure. You made me shake and shiver, quiver and quake, all the while not realizing my mistake was you. That you would be the one that would hurt me through and through. You were the one that would leave me all alone, shuddering and shaking on my fingers, with the love in my soul the only thing left of you, that still lingers.
No other cock will do, no matter how many others I ride on, trying to recapture the way I rode your pleasure waves. No other one can capture me the way you held me down, the way you pinned me to the floor and took what you wanted from me. No one can make me scream the way you once did, and somehow I still see the pieces in my head. I try to put them together all alone, all by myself, and I hover over the floor with my legs spread. I try to remember what it felt like when you were mine, when you taught me how to be free. I let myself cum for you, your name a tiny whisper, sheltered by the shattered screams that come from me, that I still evoke from hearing myself say it. I still love you. I still want you. You are still the only thing that really makes me cream. And so I dare to dream that one day we will meet again. Until that day I will hold your memory close, tucked deep within.
I whisper your name as my fingers find that special spot on my clit, the one that you used to lick with your perfect tongue. You were the one who swept me away, who taught me that it was okay to let go and be free. You showed me it was okay to just be me, to let my feelings flow. Your name still rides on the waves of my mind, still fills me with the pleasure that your touch once did.
I’ll never know why you had to move on, and I don’t want to know. I want to remember you here as you were when you loved me, as you were when you taught me about true pleasure. You made me shake and shiver, quiver and quake, all the while not realizing my mistake was you. That you would be the one that would hurt me through and through. You were the one that would leave me all alone, shuddering and shaking on my fingers, with the love in my soul the only thing left of you, that still lingers.
No other cock will do, no matter how many others I ride on, trying to recapture the way I rode your pleasure waves. No other one can capture me the way you held me down, the way you pinned me to the floor and took what you wanted from me. No one can make me scream the way you once did, and somehow I still see the pieces in my head. I try to put them together all alone, all by myself, and I hover over the floor with my legs spread. I try to remember what it felt like when you were mine, when you taught me how to be free. I let myself cum for you, your name a tiny whisper, sheltered by the shattered screams that come from me, that I still evoke from hearing myself say it. I still love you. I still want you. You are still the only thing that really makes me cream. And so I dare to dream that one day we will meet again. Until that day I will hold your memory close, tucked deep within.
