Confessions of an Innocent Woman

through the looking glass...

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Comfort

I want to get back with my ex. And am willing to drop everything for him if he’d come back and ask me too. Even my purpose. Even my orgasm. I want the security and comfort that he offers.

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Him

I can still smell him on my skin, buried beneath my soft torn flesh

I can taste his hunger on my lips, parched and dry, smelling like stale almonds

I turned his ghastly touch into velvet cotton grazing the contours of my body

His warm wrinkle pillowed-body pressed down on me like a humid southern sky

His face looms above me when I close my eyes, and though I scrub them with memories of my lover, his hunger tugs at me like an old scab

The taste of his breath is embedded in my mouth, and each time I swallow his tongue invades my lips

The nights I lay awake until the sun burns him from my skin

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When you said last night let’s go talk in your room I knew we wouldn’t do much talking. In 8 days we would have celebrated our 1 year anniversary. Feeling your lips on mine, skin on skin, my pussy yearned for the depth of your surrender. As sweet as it was to be in your arms again I couldn’t fully allow you in because my heart still hurts. This morning as you got up to start your day without so much as a kiss confirmed that.

When you said last night let’s go talk in your room I knew we wouldn’t do much talking. In 8 days we would have celebrated our 1 year anniversary. Feeling your lips on mine, skin on skin, my pussy yearned for the depth of your surrender. As sweet as it was to be in your arms again I couldn’t fully allow you in because my heart still hurts. This morning as you got up to start your day without so much as a kiss confirmed that.