So this one time at band camp... haha no really this joke never gets old to me. So this one time I had a guy over and I had a weak moment and begged him to stay the night. He successfully got away but before he left he asked me why I wanted him to stay. I actually had to pause and think. He's not like some of the other guys that I see and so I couldn't pitch him the usual lines and instead blurted out that I liked having him around. It's true I do, but I didn't want to say it like that. I was supposed to say something smart or even make an actual sentence. Instead my super sleepy head took over and my mouth made mush. I wanted him to stay because when he does he makes everything warm and comfortable and even when he's half pushed me off the bed or is actually able to stay asleep during the night I still like the presence he brings to the bed. I just wish he were someone who liked to read together or write simultaneously or just listen to music together while I rub his head. Man I wished he liked the same music as me. He does like some of the same stuff which is cool, but most people don't like the music that I like so I'm always a little nervous playing stuff around him. I just wish that I had more time to actually see him outside of work, that way I wouldn't always be smelling like coffee or wearing black and we wouldn't be half asleep. But I'll take it the way it is for now because I'd rather forego the fantastic sex if it means being super awesome friends for a longer time just like that really really crappy movie with Michelle Monaghan and Patrick Dempsey. Shit I suck at conveying personal feelings outside of my head.
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