This is not really a story more of a thought that I have had for a few days. So here it is.
See, I don't know about you but I check out guys a lot. I swear I have a thirst problem (perhaps I should pray to our patriate saint, Tyler Oakley, for my thirst problems). Though it was worse when I was younger and now I just keep my thirsty thoughts to myself or in this case publicly publish it for the whole world to see. It's a real problem. Perhaps there should be clinic of some sort to treat people with this thirst syndrome.
I guess this all came about when I was thinking about the past and how I felt when I was with certain people. I think it's this whole nostalgia feeling we get from remembering and we have this uncontrollable desire to relive it. It's perfectly normal to do so but to do it excessively just burdens you from living life and moving forward.
One memory in particular that I have (and I can't stop thinking about) is when I kissed my crush. It was literally orgasmic. Our lips interlocked, his hands on my waist and my hand running through his hair. He pulled me closer and we continued kissing. I couldn't believe that it was happening and I just wanted the moment to last forever. After he let go, I was left speechless. I couldn't talk in proper sentences and I kept making noises to describe what I am trying to say. Needless to say he was flattered and he mimicked all the sounds I was making. What made it even more amazing was his eyes. Looking back at them after our kiss was just wow. His blue/green eyes staring back at me. I could look into them forever because they were literally that gorgeous. It was moments like these that made him even more irresistible.
Another one I can't seem to forget is how he hugged me. We were walking on a path by a lake and we stopped at a corner. I can't really remember what we were talking about but I think I hugged him. He hugged me tighter and that just made me want to hug him even more. I could smell his cologne and his body pressed against mine made me melt. He hugged me tighter as we were talking about the drama that is caused by other people. I looked into his eyes and I could just see how tired he was from all of the drama. I could see how he is trying to keep it all together when in reality he is about to break. I just felt bad because I couldn't do anything. All I could ever do is be there for him and make sure that he is okay.
I can't stop thinking about all these memories and I know I need to let go. Though, I do have to say this. I hate the fact that I miss him. I hate the fact that I miss his hugs and how he holds me. I hate how every time he says he misses all the kisses, hugs and just being able to have those moments; I get all nostalgic. (Side note: we weren't dating per say and we had this mutual relationship for quite a bit)
Anyways, that is all. Until next time, take care guys 3
Melipses xoxo~