The way to my heart. Fonz just brought me some. See what I mean. This man is the man that loves me. How could I ever risk losing him. I can’t. He’s my all. We consume each other. May not be healthy in your eyes but in mine there’s no other way I’d rather be. I almost had a heart attack running up the stairs back to my desk but it was worth a little glimpse of what’s waiting for me when I get home. A loving man.
Don’t get me wrong when I say consume. I have family and friends whom I adore. I once made a comment like that and some people who will remain nameless almost had my head.
The point of this is that he brought me Gatorade and that I love him with all my heart. Sorry I gush, but that’s what I do when I love someone and they make me happy.
1 comment:
"consume"....I understand that word completely. It's so powerful, it feels so safe. I remember bieng consumed, it was amazing.
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