Grey boxer shorts and a black sports bra... It's bedtime for me.

The one thing I've noticed is that a lot of guys mistake being nice for flirtation, and I have to resort to being down-right mean to get my point across... Sadly, it hardly ever works.
A male friend of mine said that they assume I'm playing hard to get, and that irritates me because my no never means yes.

Always a pleasure...

"And now, I'm glad I didn't know the way it all would end, the way it all would go. Our lives, are better left to chance, I could've missed the pain, but then I'd have to miss... The dance."

Perfect.

Thank you

Love walked out the door.
Candles flickering in the background. In shadows, there's no end to you and no beginning to me. And I wish I could remain in this moment, forever, holding onto you. Holding onto the "we" that used to be.

In your arms I feel... Lonely.
Music playing softly. Our bodies swaying, waving a lazy goodbye to moments passed and memories made. Between us, silence reigns.
Your hand presses lightly against the small of my back, but there's no spark, no flame.
My head rests against your chest. Hearts beating out of sync. Mine no longer whispers your name.

On the last mourning strains of our dying love song, your lips brush against mine. The music draws to an end, this is our goodbye. A weeping heart. Silent tears. The soft click of a lock falling into place.
Just you.
Just me.
Between us, the door.

"You said you wanted me with you, here, all the time.
So I locked us together in these words, within this Magic Rhyme."

As usual, you leave me speechless

Thank you

Thank you... All of you.

Dusk 'til dawn
Dawn 'til dusk.
She sits.
She waits.
Greeting each new day with the same indifference with which she bids the old farewell.

She lost, yet still loves.
Flowers blooming in the graveyard, watered by the tears of loved ones left behind.
In her heart, he continues to live.
In her reality, he has ceased to be.
A promise of forever, and forever it will be.

Dusk 'til dawn
Dawn 'til dusk.
She'll sit.
She'll wait.
Until her night no longer gives way to day,
And hand-in-hand, they'll walk away from this life,
To love in the next.

Thank you

Wow... This is beautiful

Boyfriend, dating, kissing, (whisper) sex are all dirty words in my house... But I think that secretly my dad doesn't mind me doing all of that, as long as I don't ask him for advice or even mention this stuff at any time.

That's exactly what I look for too. I'd add shyness to the list as well. And someone who's man enough to stand up to me. I can be a bit pushy at times.