Hello, Don't You Know Me, Im the Dirt Beneath Your Feet.
I don't know what it is, but today, all I want to do is curl up next to someone I love in bed and sleep comforted.
I don't want to write, I don't want to read, I don't even really want to watch a movie, I just want to be held.
I like to be held, I like to be touched. I like to feel that the person I'm with isn't just taking, they're giving too. It's not enough for me to touch someone else, or to hold someone else all the time. Every once in a while I like to be reciprocated. Don't get me wrong, there is a spot that girls fit into on a man's body. Its right between our hearts and dicks.
On a more serious and less figurative note, its the spot between our arms, against our chests.
Yet, every once in a while I like to have someone watching my back. I sleep with a lot of pillows. I like to have one behind me, one in front of me and one under my head. A girl can take the place of either one that's not under my head.
Leanne, a girl I used to date, was the first girl I ever asked to hold me. She laughed, called me gay, and proceeded to lecture me that guys hold girls not the other way around. She was not one of my better catches.
Annie used to do something that was absolutely awesome. She used to lie on my back when we would watch a movie on the bed, futon floor, whatever. It was a feeling of closeness and security, as well as just plain lovable.
In conclusion I guess what I'm trying to say is this. Girls, hold you're guys every once in a while, they like it as much as you do.
"You like the same things I do: boiled football leather, wax paper, DOG'S BREATH. We're not hitchhiking anymore, we're riding!"
-Ren, "Space Madness"
I don't want to write, I don't want to read, I don't even really want to watch a movie, I just want to be held.
I like to be held, I like to be touched. I like to feel that the person I'm with isn't just taking, they're giving too. It's not enough for me to touch someone else, or to hold someone else all the time. Every once in a while I like to be reciprocated. Don't get me wrong, there is a spot that girls fit into on a man's body. Its right between our hearts and dicks.
On a more serious and less figurative note, its the spot between our arms, against our chests.
Yet, every once in a while I like to have someone watching my back. I sleep with a lot of pillows. I like to have one behind me, one in front of me and one under my head. A girl can take the place of either one that's not under my head.
Leanne, a girl I used to date, was the first girl I ever asked to hold me. She laughed, called me gay, and proceeded to lecture me that guys hold girls not the other way around. She was not one of my better catches.
Annie used to do something that was absolutely awesome. She used to lie on my back when we would watch a movie on the bed, futon floor, whatever. It was a feeling of closeness and security, as well as just plain lovable.
In conclusion I guess what I'm trying to say is this. Girls, hold you're guys every once in a while, they like it as much as you do.
"You like the same things I do: boiled football leather, wax paper, DOG'S BREATH. We're not hitchhiking anymore, we're riding!"
-Ren, "Space Madness"
posted by Hadrian: Dark One at 1:58 PM
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