hopefuldreamer
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So, my heart hurts today 
I guess all this talk of opening up and taking risks worked. Unfortunately, it worked with the wrong person.
Spent all day yesterday hanging out with three friends. One is a couple, the other is my ex housemate. They sat on my sofa, he sat with me on my bed, and we all just watched Futurama, had a giggle, drank some beers and chilled.
I kept noticing him looking at me. There was something different about the energy between us. We were even saying stuff at the same time and then looking at each other and laughing that we are just so in sync.
The other two got up to leave at 10.30 and he didn't even try to make a move, which I didn't mind as I had no work today. We were chatting away some more, laughing, and then he lifted his arm so I could snuggle down into him.
Really tentatively at first, he starts little stroking motions on my arm. After a while, I respond in kind. The gentle contact is already making my heart flutter. We've been in bed together plenty of times recently and he's not made a move, so I don't know what made him go for it this time... like I said, something just felt different.
Off comes his shirt, then he's lifting the back of my top slightly and stroking my lower back. My skins gone completely tingly.
Now, I don't want to go into too much detail, but this leads to what I can only describe as the most love filled sexual experience of my life.
And we didn't even have sex!
	
	
		
			
	
Just a heck of a lot of kissing, smushing together of bodies, holding, caressing, sweating, breathing... I was incredibly blown by it. I was both completely turned on and feeling all these loving feelings come rushing in all at once.
And once we'd both calmed down, we just lay there in blissful content, not saying a word, me tracing the line of his jaw, him kissing my forehead, stroking my hair and holding me tight to him.
And that content, wasn't from any kind of actual release. But just the contentment of knowing that the other person had responded. That they'd felt it too. That they enjoyed exploring you and just being intimate with you as much as you did with them. Just the bliss of that knowledge alone.
That just isn't something that's ever happened to me. Ever. I mean, he obviously feels SOME way about me... no one is like that with just any girl are they? You don't act like that with someone you've just used cause you're horny right
I have no idea what to do about it... well there's nothing I can do I guess...
He'll be gone by the end of the month. He knows it, and I know it. Why they hell this had to happen now, is just sod's law.
But i've spent the last three hours listening to disney love songs and crying
I KNEW love sucked. I bloody knew it, I knew there was a reason I stopped letting this happen!
I guess all I can hope, is that however many months it takes him in Thailand, that night sticks in his head. I hope that he doesn't get back with his ex while he's out there. And I hope that if I am still single, and still feel the way I do today, and he moves to Bristol like he said he is planning to do when he comes back, that I have the courage to see if this is something special
				
			I guess all this talk of opening up and taking risks worked. Unfortunately, it worked with the wrong person.
Spent all day yesterday hanging out with three friends. One is a couple, the other is my ex housemate. They sat on my sofa, he sat with me on my bed, and we all just watched Futurama, had a giggle, drank some beers and chilled.
I kept noticing him looking at me. There was something different about the energy between us. We were even saying stuff at the same time and then looking at each other and laughing that we are just so in sync.
The other two got up to leave at 10.30 and he didn't even try to make a move, which I didn't mind as I had no work today. We were chatting away some more, laughing, and then he lifted his arm so I could snuggle down into him.
Really tentatively at first, he starts little stroking motions on my arm. After a while, I respond in kind. The gentle contact is already making my heart flutter. We've been in bed together plenty of times recently and he's not made a move, so I don't know what made him go for it this time... like I said, something just felt different.
Off comes his shirt, then he's lifting the back of my top slightly and stroking my lower back. My skins gone completely tingly.
Now, I don't want to go into too much detail, but this leads to what I can only describe as the most love filled sexual experience of my life.
And we didn't even have sex!
(I mentioned before about the difficulties he has because of his meds
		Just a heck of a lot of kissing, smushing together of bodies, holding, caressing, sweating, breathing... I was incredibly blown by it. I was both completely turned on and feeling all these loving feelings come rushing in all at once.
And once we'd both calmed down, we just lay there in blissful content, not saying a word, me tracing the line of his jaw, him kissing my forehead, stroking my hair and holding me tight to him.
And that content, wasn't from any kind of actual release. But just the contentment of knowing that the other person had responded. That they'd felt it too. That they enjoyed exploring you and just being intimate with you as much as you did with them. Just the bliss of that knowledge alone.
That just isn't something that's ever happened to me. Ever. I mean, he obviously feels SOME way about me... no one is like that with just any girl are they? You don't act like that with someone you've just used cause you're horny right
I have no idea what to do about it... well there's nothing I can do I guess...
He'll be gone by the end of the month. He knows it, and I know it. Why they hell this had to happen now, is just sod's law.
But i've spent the last three hours listening to disney love songs and crying

I KNEW love sucked. I bloody knew it, I knew there was a reason I stopped letting this happen!
I guess all I can hope, is that however many months it takes him in Thailand, that night sticks in his head. I hope that he doesn't get back with his ex while he's out there. And I hope that if I am still single, and still feel the way I do today, and he moves to Bristol like he said he is planning to do when he comes back, that I have the courage to see if this is something special

						
 
 
		
 Eff that noise!

