“With each new step I dream of letting go
Of the dream and aspiration of holding you dear
Will you be forever a figment of my imagination
Or will I soon taste the warmth of your soft skin which I so longingly desire.”—My neck hurts from all this looking back to the past!
Been such a long time since I’ve unleashed demonising wishful words on here. Its been by far the mentally challenging year thus far. So much has happened for better and worse but I can honestly say that my penis and hair has grown 2cm’ since I last blogged.