desperation

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You know the slow simmering love you feel for someone, but you dont want to date them, but when you see them with someone else your blood boils and you want them more than ever, and when you finally have them you break their heart because you become disinterested again?2

Thats the kind of thing i felt for him. He was one of those guys that was fun to talk to, but never crossed the exciting lines. He never uttered more than one or twosuggestive comments, but when he did your heart raced...3

Jake4

I had talked to him on the phone and felt that he was such a nice person, funny as hell, and maybe a little childish sounding. His poetry made me melt, and his tendacy to talk about unimportant subjects made me laugh, as well as his facination with his cats.5

I think i started to feel more for him when he started to talk dirty to me, to reveil himself in full. So let his passion escape his lips. My heart raced when he told me things. . .about fucking me long and hard.6

Funny how you start to feel something when sex becomespart of te equasion, and it makes me feel cheated. I dont want to like him only because sex is a factor. I want to like him because he is him. sure, feeling his fingertips trace my sides as he kisses me passionately would be nice, but i think i would much sooner sit at the beach laughing with him in the sand, looking into his eyes and making him smile.7

thanks jake. your amazing.