Being in that headspace feels me with so much. Walking into his presence, seeing him, and that look that I want from him is something I have longed for for so long.
The things we talk about and the images we fill our heads with have me both excited and scared for what is to come. And I want it to come. I can’t think of anything else in this world that I have wanted so much.
I want to show the deep passion I have for him. I want to fill his head with thoughts of that hunger I feel.
I want him to take me, devour me, and consume me.
But I want most of all to help him trust me that I won’t run unless he tells me to.
