With Little effort, she made me...

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With little effort,….

She made me laugh, smile, and talk with her for hours,
She made me notice her shapely ass, hidden by a flowing skirt,
She made me run out of a mall with her, as it closed,
She made me watch movies with her, as she curled up next to me,
She made me watch her do martial arts in the shade of a tall tree,
She made me clean up water we spilled after a pillow fight,
She made me want to pick her up and carry her to my bedroom,
She made me make out with her,
She made me take her virginity, as she became a woman,
She made me buy her books she loved,
She made me brave a Michigan winter to meet her family,
She made me hold her on the banks of the River Raisin,
She made me drink coffee with her at a side street café’,
She made me want her to share my home with her,
She made me snuggle up to her on cold winter nights,
She made me long for her as she walked to me in her white nightgown,
She made me make mad, passionate love to her,
She made me whisper her name,
She made me slip inside her, and thrust into her, over and over again
She made me pant and moan, as her lips touched my body, her mouth on my cock,
She made me caress her nubile body, grab her ass in my hands, fondle her breasts,
She made me wild with passion as she wore the French Maid costume, and served me dinner,
She made me fill her with my passion for her,
She made me feel warm and safe, as she held me,
She made me want to giggle and do silly things,
She made me drive myself into her,
She made me wild with desire to fuck her into exhaustion, as she wore only my dress shirt,
She made me think,
She made me want to save her from herself, her own demons,
She made me talk to her every day while she was away from me,
She made me full of joy as she returned to me, into my arms,

But then,
She made me realize that I was afraid of the future,
She made me unaware that her mind has slowly changed,
She made me cry, as she left my life,
She made me sob with anguish as I realized I was too late,
She made me want to die, as she told me that she found another,
She made me realize that I failed her too,
She made me know that she’d always remember the good times with me,
She made me want to grow and heal, and move on,
She made me want to make peace with her, and forever be a memory to her.

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WestlanderWestlanderover 16 years agoAuthor
a history of me and the former GF...

this was pretty much our life together, from rather innocent beginning, through the good and bad times, to the downfall. The head has complied with the break-up, it's the heart that is so damn stubborn to follow suit.

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