9 a. m

9. am

`R.I.S`

I haven’t seen you, I haven’t known you yet but I can feel that your fingers are travelling to my body against my will. You’re touching me so gently, kissing me softly, and I can’t stop to figure out this feeling.

I can feel that your body is getting closer to me, again, it against my will. I’m thinking that you’re real figure that I can capture right now. But my lips are sealed when you’re coming; my eyes are tightly closed when you start kissing me, you have won this pleasure for me and I don’t want to end this journey.

Your hands now are in my belly, pushing me hardly, moving my body into the other side. I can’t feel your warm fingers anymore, I can’t feel how gently you kissing and bringing me into satisfaction. You speak sarcastically in my ears, about thing I don’t want to hear, about someone I don’t want to know more, but you keep telling me all the time. Your body has pressed me up; I am breathless, your hands hold my body tightly, I start to cry, begging to set me free but you keep pressing my body while your hands are travelling into inches of my body. Your voice is echoing in my ears, saying something that I don’t want to hear anymore, I’m crying, I’m begging you to set me free from this. I cry like a child asking for a warm hug and love. I can’t feel the pleasure that you had given me, it is hurtful in every minute you are travelling into my body.

Your hands are moving slowly far away from my body, now I can’t feel your fingers anymore or your voice echoing loudly in my ears. You’re gone.

My eyes start open, your hard fingers still remain in belly, it is hurtful, my tears haven’t dried yet, and I still remember every word that you told me. I wake up from the bed, standing against the mirror, touching my lips; the lips that you had kissed me but you left tears in my eyes for something I don’t understand. I am moving my hands touching my belly, now it feels so empty, I’m losing it…

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