As the vodka pours down on my throat, the cramping in my stomach eases. He’s back. I can stay. Somehow i still feel shit. He only wrote a few lines in the whole evening, so i have no idea what’s going on really. I’m not tired. I couldn’t sleep even if i was tired. Maybe tomorrow He’ll be back for real… I’m not expecting Him to text me good morning though.. Maybe things will never be the same.. Maybe they will…
One thing is for sure. No more orgasms for me until He lets me and since we’re not really talking, especially not of this kind of things, it’s gonna be a while.
I texted Him “I love You”,
He texted me “Night”
My heart is breaking… Should i let Him go? But what does a slave worth without her Master? Who am i without Him? I know it’s a big responsibility, but isn’t it to late for Him to back off? When He already got everything from me… He said it’s hard for Him to be my everything and nothing all at once – Yes. It’s fucking hard. Hard for me as well, i am the one who will never get Him completely. I do understand He won’t leave His family and i wouldn’t even think of asking that from Him. I’m okay with things as they are/were..
Or maybe it’ll pass… Fuck, i’m crying so hard. Can this pass? Can this stop somehow?
No, no, no, no, shut up you stupid coward cow!
I DON’T WANT IT TO STOP.
I can take the pain. For Him i can endure anything.
[and just when i published this He wrote He loves me.. it’s like He knows… how can He always know what i need? It is scary…]