Sunday, April 13, 2014

The Same Different...

The thrusts were deep - forceful.

I was pushed to the wall and I didn't mind the wall caressing my body.

I ached for it, I was asking for it.

The breathing was heavy and the grips were strong.

The moans - yes, the moans - got loud.

And in perfect unison, we finished.

You... you are wonderful. HE whispered as we collapsed to the floor.

And this... this is the last. ME said

You don't mean that. HE

ME didn't.

This is just, this is not proper. ME attempted to reason.

Now you tell me that after the deed. HE laughed.

I know, its a pathetic guilty admission of a sin. ME replied.

Its not a sin. HE

J? M? Its a complete disregard for them. ME

I have not been seeing J for a month. HE

ME knew.

Look at me. HE said in authority. I am not asking you more than what you can give. Only what you can, this is the price to be paid for what I did. I understand that and I am willing to be sidelined. M sounds like a far better guy than me. But I'm saying this now: J is out of the picture.

ME was quiet.

I deserve to be an option - but, if for anything, I want to be YOUR option. HE said as he gently kissed my lips.

ME kissed HE back.


  1. Can I spell 'tsk' with your name on it?

  2. As they say, you never underestimate the power of attachments.

  3. the fall of bataan (again)...

  4. and the walls come tumbling down with that one huge thrust.

  5. I want to regret this particular moment - and I do. But looking back - this had to happen - ang tigas din kasi talaga ng ulo ko. I refuse to see the obvious and learn what has to be learnt. I want to get exhausted - and I am. Its my heart - it is conditioned a certain way...