Why do I always seem to find myself in a situation where I think, “I could actually chat this girl up. She actually seems to like me!” And then realise that I look the worst I have in years, and that the extra few stone in weight I carry and my choice not to trim my beard in the morning will end up counting against me!? Grrrr!
I seriously need a holiday, my head is going to pop! LOL
However, another chapter down on my book and work is going nicely, maybe i’ll take myself off somewhere exotic! :D
I find it hard to “reply” to posts and things I see on Tumblr these days because I always imagine the response would be “Ewwww no!” even if i just say “Hello.” lol!
I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to it crossing my mind every day. The thought of her hair cascading over my face, what would it smell like? The touch of her skin against mine, how soft would it be? Losing myself in her eyes, what would I say? The beat of my heart as she kisses me, what does she taste like? All these things and more, every day, without fail, without rest.
I would just like to take a moment and say how lovely all you gorgeous ladies are!
Never do you cease to put a smile on this man’s face, and not only because of your sexiness, but more by the simple fact of how lovely you are! I consider myself a lucky man to be blessed with so many amazing friends!
Have a lovely weekend! :)
I tire of words, trying to express the yearning my lips hold for you. I wish I could show you the passion you give me. The power you have to make me soar. But I can’t. I have to satisfy myself with simple gestures from a world away. While others are given the fortune to speak your name to your ear and have you listen. I won’t give up. One day I’ll hold you in my arms and whisper the words that I fail to convey on the page. One day you’ll know the yearning my lips hold for you.