i miss him

 I absolutely miss him.

Fuck.

My body misses what he makes me feel.

Every time my phone vibrates, I get turned on hoping it's something dirty from him. I don't think I'll ever be able to clamp my nipples again and not be reminded of him. When I touch myself, I imagine him telling me what to do. I miss him telling me to strip. I miss the few times we did a mid-day appetizer. I miss him do that one specific thing I like and then chuckling at my horny response.

I miss all the things. Hours of play time that fly by, him bringing me to the edge over and over again.

All of it.

And even though we never share a ton of important stuff, he is still one of the only people that knows all aspects of me. Funny, sad, pissed, mad, disappointed, discouraged, needy.

He's the only person, only man, I've ever begged for anything in my life. Ever.

I'm just really gonna miss that part of our relationship. Alot.

RIP to our sexual relations. That is all.