He wants me, he wants me, not yet..

He wants me, he wants me, not yet..


Her heart beats so fast when he looks at her

She doesn’t just see lust, there is something else there

She can’t look away, she doesn’t want to either

He tells her he doesn’t know what is his favorite part on her body

Her brain

Her feet

Her eyes

Her smile

He touches her so softy and yet with a firmness she has never felt before

She is intoxicated with it

He likes to rub on the back of her neck, under her hairline, behind her ears

One handed

He rubs her there while watching tv, like his hand belongs there

Like he know she likes it, even though she has never told him

He loves rubbing her feet, playing with her toes, telling her how cute her nail polish looks

She has a scar on her right foot where she had to get work done on her big toe

He loves to stare at it

He loves to rub that scar

He loves to kiss it and tell her she has the most beautiful feet he has ever seen

When she is falls asleep, she can hear him saying how much he looks up to her

How she is so strong after being hurt

How she is so brave

She can feel his eyes on her, smiling, she can feel the lust, the love, the admiration

His hand rubs her side, up and down her arm, on the top of her shoulder

She can hear him say she is the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on.

She has to close her heart to anyone who comes close because she is afraid of getting hurt

She wants to be loved again but knows it takes time and healing.

There is a little light at the end of her tunnel.

She doesn’t walk towards it but she does stand there and feel the warmth that comes from it.

He wants her but he knows she is broken, hurt and in need of time to heal.

He sees her flaws and loves them

He sees she needs a listening ear and a shoulder, he won’t push her

She sees she is wanted but needs time

She sees he wants her but won’t get her, yet.


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