They say opposites attract. That couldn’t be more true when it comes to you and I. You are straight whiskey, while I am a glass of sweet tea. We are as different as night and day, fire and ice.
The only thing we seem to have in common in chemistry. The type of chemistry where just looking you in the eyes makes me want to rip your clothes off in a hot second.
The type of chemistry where nothing else matters when we are together but you and I. Like the world revolves around us.
And when we are together everything is great. The sex, the conversations, the laughs, just everything. You make it nearly impossible to leave you, and when I do leave, I find myself counting the minutes till I can see you again.
Then reality strikes and we both get busy with our own lives. The fact we are simply each other’s dirty little secret eats me alive.
The texts I send that go unanswered, slicing through me like the sharpest knife.
The thought that you are not answering because you are with another girl, loving another girl, in the same bed you just had me, just about kills me.