Relationship

That night I just didn't feel like washing my hand and I could still feel the touch of his lips on my skin. I spent the whole night tossing and turning and listening to my personal stereo, and the events of the day going through in slow motion.

I definitely liked him but wasn't sure where this relationship was heading, as he only wanted friendship but then also wanted to kiss me. What does that mean, he didn't respect me?

The following day I woke up feeling tired and exhausted and didn't feel like going to work but had to. For the first time in my life, he made me think about how wonderful it would be to get married to someone one really adored but he didn't want that.

He called me as soon as I arrived at my desk and was in the process of logging on to my computer and all I could hear him saying was that he wanted more and then I was the one feeling hesitant.

We arranged to meet up later on to discuss this is details, as I was the hesitant party now. When we met up I wanted to know about where we were going to draw the line. I told him he could hold my hand until we got married but he said he needed a couple of years to sort himself out.

The more we met up the more he became a very important part of my life, in fact to such an extent that I ate, drank and slept thinking about him. He was everything to me, I just could bear to even think about life without him. He made me laugh and always showered me with affection.

I could feel him exist in my every breath, heartbeat and even when I closed my eyes I see his face and feel the fire of his caress. By this time we had become a bit intimate and although never went all the way, as I had made it clear that I definitely wasn't ready for this sort of a relationship.