wishful thinking

i'm having hallucinations lately.i don't know if this is because of lack of sleep,or if i've been craving to sleep with somebody lately.

don't get me wrong.i'm not really the type who go around sleeping with the next guy available.heck,i don't even know what a motel room looks like.
or maybe you're thinking "maybe you're not really desirable to deserve a dose of decent fuck."

well,fuck you!

i could be desirable if i want to.

i could be a flirt if a want to.

i could even be a stripper if i want to.

hell,i could be anything i want to.

but at the moment,all i want is to be desired for the right reasons...

to spend the night devouring each other like maniacs on the loose and actually have the strenght afterwards to talk...or kiss...or cuddle...

talk and make fun about almost anything under the moonlit sky.

to make plans for the near future.

to actually have the guts to look each other in the eye and say how much you both wanted to ba a part of each other's life.

and just about now,this very minute,i realize i don't really miss having sex.
i miss having somebody.

for real.

and maybe for keeps.

i miss making love.

to you.

hopefully, when i go to sleep tonight and wake up the next day,
i'll forget all about this craving for you.

to connect to you.

hopefully.