Today, at our quarterly meeting I stood holding aloft an umbrella to shade this girl and I from the sun. I stood behind her as our boss spoke about corporate image and things like that but all I could do was stare at the nape of her neck. I watched its curves as they met with her hair and curved onto her shoulders. And I thought about wrapping my arms around her, leaning forwards and pressing my chest against her back. Or, just putting my head on her shoulder.

But none of these I did. I watched her back and thought about her touch.

Physically I want her, want her moving deep inside me. But I know that no matter how much I would enjoy her closeness or her touch she will never be the girl for me. And sex, would never be more than that.

Whoever's listening up above, please let me fall in love and find sweet arms around me.

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