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Be My Boyfriend

"You're messin' with head, boy I want you bad... be my boyfirend..."

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I can't exactly remember since when I got single. I can recollect, but can't find a time. I just feel like it has been too long already since the last that I was in a serious relationship, or at least I was serious. Now, every single day I am constantly hoping to find a partner. It sounds so desperate of me, but all I know this time around is that, I want a stable and serious relationship, with someone I truly like and who'll give me the joy and the attention I am always looking for.

I miss the smell of a boyfriend's chest. When I badly need a hug, sinking my face towards his chest, sniffing the smell of his shirt and feeling lump of his body.

I miss the warm breath in my neck. When you are embraced from behind and holding his hand that seems to say, don't let go yet and embrace me some more.

I miss the intimate conversation in the coffee shop. Where you can frown and smile together; steal some stare and laugh it out.

I miss the movie dates. Sharing popcorn and lemonade, hiding locked hands and miss his tight embrace until you get home together.

I miss the long torrid kisses. The kiss that keeps no inhibitions. The kiss that is full of passion, that without saying a word you exchanged I Love You's.

I miss the mushy text messages. The lingering I Love You's in your inbox, the morning greeting and the late good nights.

I miss a little of the arguments. When you both try to untangle some differences, ends with a compromise and getting used to new ways that works for the both of you. Make a little sacrifice and be happy with it.

I miss the cute planning together. Imagining big dreams in the early stage of your relationship and the drive it gives you as you make them come true together.

I miss being envied. Because your friends know you are happy.

I miss the proud feeling. That, mama will know him soon.

I miss the intimate dates. The us, the ours, the you and me and the contentment it brings to me.

Posted by parteeboi 5:26 AM Archived in Disabilities | Philippines

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patience is a virtue...
basber is always there...

11.09.2007 by callboi

oh definitely not Basber... he's just someone I already used and now worn out.
Forget him!

11.09.2007 by parteeboi

wow. strong girl na.

11.09.2007 by callboi

well, I thought I have been... but you think otherwise huh?!
well, we better be strong.
Ü

11.09.2007 by parteeboi

I don't mean any harm... but he's terrible looking now. I don't know.

11.09.2007 by parteeboi

ambaduy ng shirt nya. it's kinda gay. you're a bad influence, i guess.

11.09.2007 by callboi

I'm sorry? I really thought I dress up well... if I have influenced him, it is definitely not the way of dressing up.
That bugger, looks like withering already.
Hehehe!

11.09.2007 by parteeboi

i meant lalo siyang naging bading dahil sayo. you sucked the "straightness" out of his body.

11.09.2007 by callboi

did I? Well, as far as I am concerned I only sucked his dick and nipples.

11.09.2007 by parteeboi

ngek.

11.09.2007 by callboi

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