sneaker head

tears soak my pillow case as you sleep beside me. I wonder when it is you will want me again, when you will desire me. my heart aches for you to touch me, to feel beautiful again. the sadness that lives inside me is killing me but at least my toes look good.

silence

over 10 hours we spent in the car together. the perfect opportunity to talk, really talk. you know, get deep, open up, without interruption or the ability to walk away. i shared with you how i felt our sex life has become routine, you agreed with me. we exchanged a couple thoughts on how it … Continue reading silence