Daddy's Little Girl

I feel darkness.
I feel pain.
I feel empty.
I feel numb.
I feel I am a monster.
I feel apart from everyone and everything.
I feel I am undeserving of kindness, sweetness, affection...

She is my light.
She is my comfort.
She is my fulfillment.
She shows how human I am.
She brings me back from my self imposed banishment.
She gifts me the kindness, sweetness and affection I thought I would never have.

Two side of a coin are we.
She would not be without me.
Not I without her.
Two bodies, one soul.
:rose:
 
One of the greatest things is to hear a little voice say "I need you..."

Doesn't need to be sexual, if it's not sometimes it's even more intimate, knowing she doesn't need you to please her body, she needs you to please and heal her heart mind and soul.

That is the longing I crave.
To be the one she needs, the once she depends on. And the one she runs to when she is scared. Woe be to whomever wrongs her.

Oh HB :heart::rose::kiss:
 
I'm rambling.

I think rambling is important. I do it too. Grief takes a lot of different shapes and people cope with it in so many different ways. :heart: I think it's really important to remember not to be self-destructive or neglectful of your needs in it. It's easy to fall into that without paying attention.

Not that I'm trying to butt it, but y'all can reach out to me anytime. I've even been told I'm funny (even when not doing my Kermit voice) :rose::heart:
 
Sometimes we have that perfect mate in our lives.

Someone who fits us in a way no one else does.

But the cycle, I think, of OL and LDR, seems to go around so quickly... or maybe it's just me.

A lot of time has been spent posting about what we wish we had, as well as self care while we wait. Not much, that I recall, has been spent of grief. Not just grief about a relationship ending, but any kind, because that cycle is the same.

It's been just over 7 weeks since my relationship ended with a Litster that I fell in love with. We didn't mean to. There are no regrets, unless you count the regret of an ocean between us. My self-care is surrounding myself with friends who let me talk, let me cry, help me laugh and fill up those empty times in my day that were once filled by Him.

HB.. I'm glad you're using this spot to help with your feelings. You've touched a lot of hearts but, most of all, you're doing "therapy" and I admire you for knowing what you need. I think that's a good step, but often very hard to do.

I'm rambling.

BFG as usual your timing is impeccable for me :) This board has bought me some of my best discoveries and people to give me advice and just when I find myself in the grip of despair you start this topic :heart:

As my heart is being torn out by circumstances out of our control I find myself wondering why I can only see how good something is when it is almost gone?
 
I love coming to this thread and seeing the participants share and how they care not only for themselves but each other. Putting yourself out there can be a scary thing. Opening your heart and soul to others. I admire that quality in others. I also find the courage to do the same by following your lead.

:heart:
 
I Don't...

I don't spank her just because I like to.
I do it because she loves the sting, too.

I don't edge her because I like to tease her.
I do it because she wants to feel it as long as possible, too.

I don't give her a schedule because I think she's lazy.
I do it because she doesn't want to worry, too.

I don't do inspections because I'm looking to punish.
I do it because I know she craves my approval, too.

I don't restrain her so I can do what I want.
I do it because she trusts me, too.

I don't make love to her just because I want pleasure.
I do it because I want to please her too...
:rose:
 
I don't spank her just because I like to.
I do it because she loves the sting, too.

I don't edge her because I like to tease her.
I do it because she wants to feel it as long as possible, too.

I don't give her a schedule because I think she's lazy.
I do it because she doesn't want to worry, too.

I don't do inspections because I'm looking to punish.
I do it because I know she craves my approval, too.

I don't restrain her so I can do what I want.
I do it because she trusts me, too.

I don't make love to her just because I want pleasure.
I do it because I want to please her too...
:rose:

At the risk of repeating myself. So So SO beautiful. Sigh
 
An Ideal Beginning

Morning light gently spreads across our bed.
My eyes open to find her gentle form in blissful slumber.
Smiling as I gather the things to start our day.
A gentle kiss rouses her, a sweet smile on her lips.
Holding hands as we walk to bathe off last night's lust.
Washing each other gently, kisses and caresses.
She kneels, water cascading around her.
"Please." The look in here eyes saying more than words ever can.
I nod, and she rises, turning and bracing for our first love of the day.

Drying each other, hands gentle and thorough.
Returning to our room, and kneels nude with a smile on her face.
I smile and open the box containing her symbol, my collar.
Together, we place and fasten it around her delicate neck.
A kiss and she stands, and dresses in her chosen uniform of the day.
We prepare out breakfast and eat together.
She starts her appointed routine, and I begin mine.
Secure in the knowledge we will be there for each others needs all day...
:rose:
 
I don't spank her just because I like to.
I do it because she loves the sting, too.

I don't edge her because I like to tease her.
I do it because she wants to feel it as long as possible, too.

I don't give her a schedule because I think she's lazy.
I do it because she doesn't want to worry, too.

I don't do inspections because I'm looking to punish.
I do it because I know she craves my approval, too.

I don't restrain her so I can do what I want.
I do it because she trusts me, too.

I don't make love to her just because I want pleasure.
I do it because I want to please her too...
:rose:

This is lovely. :rose:
 
What I Feel

What I feel when I hold her.

I feel strong.
I feel power.
I feel her submission.
I feel wanted.
I feel desired.
I feel needed.
I feel her love.
I feel her soul.

Above all, I feel my duty to her...
:rose:
 
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