I’m sorry.

I’m sorry. For being so desperate. I’m sorry if i seduced you. I’m so sorry. I needed it, i needed u. I still want u. It’s less prominent but the desire is still lingering beneath the surface of my soul. I know it’s projections and ideas and perhaps some hope. Some hope that you’d choose me. That someone would choose me. Finally.

I long for your touch, to be carried, cherished, made to submit, hold, safe, enjoyed, loved, chosen, stay, don’t leave.