It Was Always In The Back Of My Head Thoughts Telling Me If This Is The House That Love Is In Let Me

It was always in the back of my head thoughts telling me if this is the house that love is in let me leave because I don’t wanna be hurt like my past has hurt me again. Dreams were advertised making them seem so appeasing but I’m glad I kept my priceless heart and didn’t purchase. I’m still window shopping but I’ve decided to continue to save until the right investment comes along. Can’t flex I wish I had a 90 day warranty, that way when things broke after 30 I couldve collected my refund. But I tried and tried to fix it when I should’ve returned it to the universe and got my replacement.

“He says ever since the break up he wakes up hating me some mornings just knowing I won’t allow myself to love him anymore. He just doesn’t know the consequences I face by choosing me over us is more than just internal heart ache and pain… I’m hurting more than my silent mouth will allow me to tell”

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No guarantee of sunshine when the forecast says rain. Some days I'm filled with depression and my love may be faint. I'm no angel in disguise please could you make your vision clearer. What you see in those rose colored frames is smoke and mirrors...

The kiss in the rain was heart felt made me gain a great security,

But the jealousy and lies made me gain some insecurities.

Apologies were thrown felt its to be apart,

Now after all these years im hearing footsteps in the dark.

‘I keep hearing footsteps baby in the dark... in the dark... ohh why I keep hearing footsteps baby in the dark... in the dark...

Lets stop humping around where's there love there lost to be found. You know I still care, still care'

A New York Love Story Part 2 cont...

He would create the nicest plate settings. Red ceramic apple plates with sterling silver Harchow flatware and Crystal Classic wine glasses with twenty four caret gold rims filled with the sweetest sangria by Madria . You lit the place with three red currant Prize candles simply enthralling. Sounds of Dizzy Gillespie’s ‘my heart belongs to daddy’ flowed through the speakers giving the moment pure bliss. Seated directly in front of me I couldn’t help but to stare into his pretty brown eyes and admire the ceaser cut he had received earlier in the day, his brush waves were deep like the ocean on a hot humid day. It was at that moment when he leaned in touching my face with a sweet soft caress speaking to my heart with his eyes. We ate the delightful meal holding intimate conversations about any and everything. With the table all cleared and the speakers spilling out my favorite song of all time Mint Condition’s 'You send me swingin’ we slow danced with our bodies so close my pelvis felt like it was molded into his grinding slowly. French kisses letting our tongues take control of the moment. Gently he began to remove my Crooks and Castle tunic exposing my red La Pearla bra which my size 34 C titties sat up perfectly in. Moving his kisses from my lips to my neck licking and kissing me so soft my heart melted. Removing my bra admiring the hardness of my nipples shaped like chocolate Hershey kisses. He went in. Sucking them uncontrollably my panties began to fill with the sweet necture of my pussy juices I yearned for more. Soft uncontrollable moans released from my lips as he lift my body onto the mahogany kitchen table removing my dark wash skinny Nudie jeans followed by taking off my matching red La Pearla panties. Diving right in kissing my precious pearl clit then licking the sweet nectar I moaned in pure extasy and began moving my pelvis up and down sexing his face. Sucking my clit harder and placed his tongue directly into the cave of my pussy moving it in and out. Enjoying the pleasures of his tongue the feeling began to increasingly get stronger and my legs began to shake forcing out a full eruption of cum into his mouth, I watched as he swallowed my love.