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I'm on base and it's the first time I don't get lost navigating the Army base, I am navigating to you.
You call and I see you waiting for me.
You are just as beautifully handsome as when I first locked eyes with you.
Your dark hair and clear blue eyes.
You are wearing shorts and I finally get to see the athletic legs of a soccer player.
The only thing that has changed is that you have grown a mustache and you are even more breathtaking.

Our smiles are infectious and we can't stop as we drive to a place for privacy.

I love our small talk, the fun, harmless and the serious: you ask why I am still with him, you question if I am afraid to leave.

I open myself to you with my words and body language.
Finally, you ask if I am going to kiss you or what.
I respond "I was about to ask you the same."
You suggest meeting in the middle and finally, my midnight fantasy dreams are coming true and my lips touch yours.

Your lips are just as soft as I imagined, and there's no stopping us. All I know, in this moment, is that I am happy and kissing him.
I straddle you in the passengers' seat and we don't stop, our tongues and mouths are everywhere. I kiss you along your jawline and bite your earlobe, kissing and sucking such soft skin.
I bite your neck and your moan urges me on and clothes are being ripped off.

I finally get to see the tattoo on your left chest. I see the feathers on your left arm that have haunted me for months. I ask you what the chest tattoo means and you kindly tell me "not now, shut up and kiss me." your incredibly soft hands caress my back and I am lost. I want to cry because I have longed for those hands to touch me since dancing on your birthday.

We move to the back seat and we progress on, I kiss my way down your neck, chest, stomach and down the impressive treasure that will be mine soon.

When I say impressive, I do mean more impressive than I've ever had....which is only 3.
So I surprised myself at how I was able to adjust the need to breathe while I took you all into my mouth.
When I finally feel that you can't take it and I've got you moaning out like I want, I stop.

You say "I think it's time" and I smile at you and kiss you.
You take out a purple foil packet and I slide slowly onto you, feeling you stretch me, and you give me time to adjust.

We stay just like that for a bit, a sweet couple entwined while I straddle you, but you have other things in mind and soon I'm spread this way and that way and the rhythm is punishing and I love it. And you switch me two more times, pounding out my sentence until you've finished.
you kiss me hard and deep when it's over and I am overwhelmed.

All I can think about is, I want more as I drive you back to the barracks.

"Hey you lol"
Is all it took for my heart to stop
for me to not breathe.

In one second I am thrilled and panicked at the same moment....it's Him, Silver-Tongue, looks like the Devil never left town.
It's been four months since we last spoke. I had been getting better, things more tolerable at
home, I guess; fewer dreams of him, less hoping we'd meet unexpectedly or he'd text me
again. Nearly no hope left, that I decided he left town and I planned a re-proposal to the one
who can't show me love. So now I am engaged....again (I don't think I wrote about that
tragically unexpected week) but it was a safe choice, it is a safe choice...but it's also a dead
boring choice.

Now he's back and he'll be gone for good in 3weeks, this man, I fell in love with at first sight will now leave for across the country on the 20th of Nov.
What's a girl to do?
First off....breathe!
Second: call a friend for an "oh shit" moment and take a few shots of Grey Goose
Third: make the decision because there is no easy choice, it is only right and wrong and both will have heavy consequences.

So what do I do?

I respond, of course, because I will not throw away this shot....again x about 50. I promised myself that if I ever saw him or spoke to him again, I would give in to both mine and his desire.