He sat off to the side of the bed smoking his cigarette. He continuously stole quick glances at her long, soft legs peaking out from underneath the covers. She caught him looking and ran her foot up and down her leg. He was hungry for her. His eyes filled with lust, his brain clouded with need.
She was there for other reasons. Her eyes sparkled with love, her mind giddy with hopeful thoughts and possibilities. Maybe if she finally gave him what he wanted he would return the feeling. Maybe her body was the way to his heart. She took his hand and placed it on her thigh.
He thought this was it. He could finally explore her and feel her. They became one shadow flickering on the wall dancing with the candle’s flame.
She lost herself in him. She lost herself.
(Source: hippiesandgypsies)

Reading this gives me chills and a cringing expression on my face. This was us. Me, sparkling with love and Him, clouded...