Month: April 2025

Your voice. Your voice. Your voice! Sir! It makes me wet for no fucking reason. It envelops me with warmth. So you cannot fathom the effect it had on me last time when you repeatedly said my name. Not my nickname — my full name. How delicious that sounds in your voice. You said it […]

My fingers leave a blazing trail on my phone keyboard, pages and pages of notes, words of love and words of lust — and words of hurt. All these words I cannot share with the world — especially not with you. All my thoughts, all my feelings. Bottled up, tied down, muffed. It’s not that […]

Sir, Maybe I’m crazy. Crazy about you, sure. But I mean like, bat shit crazy — like actually insane. But Monday something out of this world happened as I was sitting on the sofa, looking down at my phone. I felt a sudden urge to look up, and my gaze got magnetized towards a very […]

Oh man, what a delicious daydream I had today. A sweet escape, quite literally. Picture that… We both take a day off, but don’t tell anyone. Early morning I grab a train, while you get in your car. We both travel to the same destination, somewhere in the middle of the distance between us. A […]

Dear, I’m sorry, I guess it was my fault. I think it’s all just a big misunderstanding. With a bit of wishful thinking and a sprinkle of hypersensitive confusion. It was my fault to assume anything, many things. To believe that I was special to you, that we had a thing. To believe this was […]

Man, I wish you’d have left the door open. Instead you slammed it at my face. But I see it now, and I understand. It was always just me, wasn’t it? I’m so delusional it’s preposterous, it makes me want to cry. What an idiot sandwich I am. Always been, guess always will be. Oh, […]

Dear, I miss you. This is what life used to feel like, before I knew you. But ten times worst, knowing you exist somewhere. I fear I can never tell you. All those things I want to say to you. Standard beings don’t understand the depth of me. The depth of my thoughts, of my […]

Dear, I want to hold you in my arms. Very tightly. I want to make you feel safe. Safe to be vulnerable. To not be the strong one, for once. I won’t have much to say — as you know I never do. But I have much to feel. I will share my energy. Take […]

Sir, I read that not too long ago — something along the lines: “how do you recognize the one who’s in love? — it’s the one who waits.” Hello, that’s me — the one who waits. For you, mostly. For others, sometimes. Not for him, not anymore. For you, almost always. For you, today. For you, […]