I miss him, I secretly miss him, I try to check his news whenever I get the chance, last time I saw new pictures of him, I never realized how well-built he is, made me regret a thing or two, but I know he would have never bothered to see me for real, I wouldn't mind really, truth is, I would love to have slept with him, even if its one night, that's all I ask for, who knows, he might be so horrible that I am glad it was only once, or too good that I would be glad I at least tried.
I still can't place what is it that I loved about him, perhaps its the whole image- I think its more than that, I was seriously interested in knowing so much more about him, but now that he simply disappeared and cut me off, guess I'll never know. Maybe its a thing in his Balance-Virgo nature.
Sometimes I think back and wonder if I should throw what I have now for a fling with him, my heart skips a beat whenever his name comes up, his smile is most charming, with a hint of playful-wickedness. If I could, just one night as his lover, not a mere slave, nor a playmate... I want the intensity, the passion and the feral emotions. I want him to need me for one night,like no other woman, because I would make sure that his night will be etched in his memory forever, will sink under his skin, and make him ache for my very breath many years to come.
I miss him, I can't help it, and I hope he doesn't forget me.