Published: July 3rd 2025, 3:00:26 pm
Some days I just wanna be touched… gently.
You know those lazy summer evenings, when everything slows down and all you want is to be held?
That was me yesterday.
I laid in bed, nothing on, window open, feeling the breeze on my bare skin.
But no hands. No lips. No heat. Just me.
And I kept thinking…
Why do I crave to be seen, touched, and devoured so badly?
Maybe because deep down, I know how good it feels to surrender.