I’m cold.

hy_sweatpants

It’s been one month and 12 days since I last spoke to him.  Each day worth more hours than just the little twenty-four they claim to have.

I walk away, stridently, towards my own life separate from us and while my foot has been light, my heart has been an eerily still and empty box.

My past set loose, the ribbon slips through my fingers, I look forward.

It’s cold here, just a little chilly.  I wake wedged between warm, furry bodies.  I wish there was yet another.

I am reset, back to normal.  No longer feverishly starved and searching, just blundering, stumbling.  A little too free.

hy_sweatpants

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A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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29 thoughts on “I’m cold.
  1. Sounds like you’re getting there, Hy. I remember feeling like an “eerily still and empty box” at one point after a breakup when I finally understood it was over. It’s not the worst feeling in the world, and it doesn’t last forever. You’re moving on to good things now. –Nice tits, by the way.
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  2. Lovely images and I am glad to hear that you feel reset but also glad to hear that you still have desire and longing for another…. I think in time the ‘other’ will appear

    Mollyxxx
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