Can Dreams Come True?…Part 8
*Before…
Ryan…
He still feels like a guy, he still act’s and sort of just moves….carries himself like that and holds me like one.
If my heart wasn’t feeling so messed up than I might just be aroused…more than I am…which yeah that means I am a little.
We just lie there together and he turns on one of those fireplace log burning DVD’s.
Being held and no judging and someone that gets it and is still talking to me….
It feels like.
It feels like I’ve been tossed off my boat that was my life and that finally someone has their hand out and holding onto mine and keeping the waves from swamping me and keeping the undertow from dragging me down.
And I can breathe.
*And Now…
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