He made me feel a little bit like a booty call by letting me let myself out. He was wearing close to nothing though and he was distracted by trying to find my clip.

But man, the way he kisses. Eyes closed, lips tight, not much tongue. He sucked on mine though and then on my breasts. And an expert with the bra. Snapped it off through the shirt.

I wish I could say it's all about the sex.

It would be easier then.
But it's not.
Or maybe with me it can never be
Cos sex means so much more to me.

It can't be wrong when it feels so right, right?

One night stands were never my thing. Maybe I'm more of a friends with benefits sort of a person. I like falling for someone though. Those initial butterflies are always so exciting.
I feel that way when I think about him. I miss him and his shoulders. I want more with him. Of course I do. But I'm not ready and I don't know if he wants it too.