I have a confession. Today I masturbated using a sweater. It’s all I have of you. I had been going at it for a long time. Desperate for release. Wanting you. Unable to surrender. It only took a few minutes against the sleeve, maybe less. I miss you. It hurts missing you. It hurts thinking of the miles and the minutes between. Maybe I am just a stranger to you but to me you are love incarnate.
With all that I am your DF