With you
By sexypants
I lay with him,in my bed.He thinks I am there,when in reality,I am oceans away.His kisses arent his any longerhis touches just an irritation on my flesh,like a bad itch you cant reach.I dont even feel him enter mefor it is not him I am with.He thinks I am there,because I grind against him,But in my mind,behind closed eyes,I am with you.He thinks the smile is for him.It is not.He has no idea Im making love to youWhile he is making love to me.Im supposed to love him.I tried to , but I dont.If I did, I wouldnt have beenwishing he was you......I just want him to finishand get off me......so he will roll overgo to sleep And I can turn to my pillow,Hold it tightand whisper....Someday....someday.Even if only in my dreams.I love youWhen I was with him.....I wasnt. I was with you. Written January 11th, 2002 © on Jan 11 2002 02:56 PM PST 0 • 8
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"I lay with him,in my bed.He thinks I am there,when in reality,I am oceans away.His kisses arent his any longerhis touches just an irritation on my flesh,like a bad itch you cant reach.I dont even feel him enter mefor it is not him I am with.He thinks I am there,because I grind against him,But in my mind,behind closed eyes,I am with you.He thinks the smile is for him.It is not.He has no idea Im making love to youWhile he is making love to me.Im supposed to love him.I tried to , but I dont.If I did, I wouldnt have beenwishing he was you......I just want him to finishand get off me......so he will roll overgo to sleep And I can turn to my pillow,Hold it tightand whisper....Someday....someday.Even if only in my dreams.I love youWhen I was with him.....I wasnt. I was with you...."