Need. Love. Frustration.
» Love and Lust
You’re my obsession
I cannot sleep
I will find a way to have you …
I need you by sun and candlelight …
T.H.E.M. - Obsession
Waiting for Alex(andra)’s return keeps me awake at night.
Like someone from a bad romantic novel I all but burst into flame needing her.
I’ve injured my shoulder. How I’m not sure. I suspect a usually restless night (likely dreaming of Alex).
As often as I’ve striven to push away images of myself as a masculine creature I know that there’s a sense of male failure in the limitations imposed by my muscle’s limitation.
Less than a week. My body isn’t under my control.
Alex understands. I want to cry.
That it isn’t rational does not matter.
Need. Love. Frustration.
