This is me. I can’t believe the strange thoughts and weird words I sometimes write, but I do. And I am proud of that. I can’t say that I have many talents, but I can write. (if I don’t bury my words under tons of typos). Anyway, I am not here to rant or to pull myself down. Not today.
I think, I changed. I haven’t eaten any carbohydrates in over a week and I only drank a glass of wine once. Although it doesn’t show on the outside, I feel change within. It’s nice and right now, I can say without a doubt, that I am happy.
I whisper your name. Over and over again.
Give me pleasure. Make me forget my pain.
The fantasy of you between my legs,
it makes me the one who begs.
I know what you want, and I know what you need.
I think I am dying from this heat.
Let me give it to you.
Let those fantasies become true
I only take my own pleasure in return.
F… you are making me burn.
I will not ask for anything more.
Oh, sweetie of this, I am sure.
You make me feel like no one ever did.
Come to me in a bit.
All those forbidden words
Moreover, mine are becoming slurred
And the lines are forever blurred.
Oh baby, what do you do to me
I never felt this free.
F…ing hell, keep doing this
And let me taste your sloppy kiss.
I lose the ability to think
How many times did you bring me to the brink?
Come sweetie. Baby. I want it all.
I promise. I will not let you fall.
I love you; I love you. I love you!
When you are doing this to me, these words are true.
xx
Cathy
reflections of an unquiet mind 