thinking of you

This story does not have sexy scenes. Violence in his eyes. Red streaks in black and black made his eyes more attractive. I was drowning in my eyes. The spoon of that ice cream that remained on the corner of my lip and touched my soft tongue. The violence that when you saw my hair was too much outside, a boy stared at me. When he found out that his daughter's father was still not a student and did not have much savings, he closed his eyes cruelly and closed his eyes. His daughter's love for that boy dropped tears from the corner of my eye. I kissed his hand, he pulled me in his arms, because he put it on his head, I smelled the perfume of his men with all my being. I smelled the feeling of security. I took my T-shirt off my body He took the color of you by surprise and surprised himself. I opened the button of my pants and took it off. He was skeptical. He did not understand why I was doing this. There is no obstacle for us to reach each other. I want to be for you with all my being. The hand that became a ring around my waist and my body became warm. Her hot temper, which was devoid of lust, knew her tenderness in a relationship with me. I was in pain and I was very worried. The sacrifice of her charity. I suffocated in my throat. I do not know why, after XNUMX years, my stomach is not finished yet. I wiped my tears, remembering the warm hands that always caressed my face. My face got wet again. I said goodbye, my eternal love, I will return soon, the body that was moving away from there, the soul that is still He was left there with a heart that did not want to believe in his absence.