nymphoninjas:

The day started with her in my arms, head resting, using me as a pillow. When I’m with her all I try to do is appreciate being together. This was the day I’d been dreading since she told me about it. The cycle of our dating life is as follows. She comes to me, I leave who I’m with, then she leaves…

thought I should share a story about reflection as well, it’s a bit old but might be new to some of you.