Kitte
¤weary¤
- Joined
- Feb 19, 2002
- Posts
- 7,784
It is 4:26am EST. Monday July 15 2002.
I am sitting here wearing a shirt that smells like my man...flipping around Lit. I hear only the sound of my fingers on the keys, my fan whirring in the background and the hum of my PC. I long to crawl into bed and find sleep at last but the thought of tossing and turning for another hour keeps me sitting here. So instead I sit...letting the smell of him wash over me, remembering the feeling of his kisses.Time passes, sleep eludes, the night moves on. I watch the moon. I wait in patience for the sun to rise and only then close my eyes
I am sitting here wearing a shirt that smells like my man...flipping around Lit. I hear only the sound of my fingers on the keys, my fan whirring in the background and the hum of my PC. I long to crawl into bed and find sleep at last but the thought of tossing and turning for another hour keeps me sitting here. So instead I sit...letting the smell of him wash over me, remembering the feeling of his kisses.Time passes, sleep eludes, the night moves on. I watch the moon. I wait in patience for the sun to rise and only then close my eyes