Category : Diary/Journal

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I dreamt about him again. We are texting while I'm at work. He calls me on my lunch break. I laugh so much and he says I make him happy. I try to hide how much I'm blushing from his words whispered to me. I ask if he wants to take things further. He laughs and says "Shouldn't I be the one asking you?" We laugh and he says "I'll let you stew on that thought. You need to go back to work." 

 
 

 
I don't know who he is. I don't know where he is. I only simply know my soul is calling for him. My soul is singing it's siren song to summon him to me. Not to his death, of course. Only to love him. To submit to him. To look up in his eyes, wearing his collar, and whispering a million love fueled sentences... My entire being knows he's out there... Somewhere. I just hope he isn't tired of seeking me, and gave up. 

 
 

 
I've felt him my entire life. Every time I submitted to someone that wasn't him... My soul ached. My body, soul, and heart always knew I needed him.