Sono un infermiera! Ma ciò non toglie che sono comunque anche donna e che in alcuni momenti mi sento anche super femminile e sensuale e perché no, anche bella ironica e sfacciata, ma anche fragile seria e divertente. Perché dovrei nasconderlo? Si, sono tutto questo è anche di più
I have never touched you. And still there are nights you can't sleep because of me.
That is the love between a Goddess and her slave. It doesn't happen to your body. It happens where you live.
Caresses lie. You've had your share, and they left you lonelier than before. My cruelty doesn't lie: a word measured to the millimetre, a silence held one hour too long, a reward withdrawn the instant before you reach it. Small, elegant wounds. Mine.
And while you ache, you understand something no one ever gave you: to hurt you this precisely, I had to know you better than anyone alive.
Then I comfort you. Always after, never before. First I take you apart, then I hold you. By now you couldn't give up either half.
The world calls it perversion. I call it the only love that can't be performed. A mind doesn't know how to lie.
Sleep, sweet thing. If I let you.
I saw you this morning, Monday, in the office lobby.
The lanyard around your neck, straightened twice so it would hang right. The badge on the reader, the door opening, a good morning to people who don't look up.
You already obey something. And you're good at it: punctual, tidy, never asking why.
The only difference between that lanyard and mine is that mine you would have chosen.
Have a good Monday. Think of me tonight, when you take it off.