I imagined all the worlds in which he would stay. Not just in my bed, but in this pass-through town, forever. I script hundreds of different endings to our story. Some of them are happy, others sad, but in each of them I gave us more time. I wondered if I’ll miss him the most when I find myself in the arms of another man someday. If my bones will cry out for him. I tried to convince myself that I won’t. That my body will feel as perfectly designed to fit against another man as it does with Milo. I failed and repeated this step many times.
durukdarya6 ноября 2025•Видна всемI imagined all the worlds in which he would stay. Not just in my bed, but in this pass-through town, forever. I script hundreds of different endings to our story. Some of them are happy, others sad, but in each of them I gave us more time. I wondered if I’ll miss him the most when I find myself in the arms of another man someday. If my bones will cry out for him. I tried to convince myself that I won’t. That my body will feel as perfectly designed to fit against another man as it does with Milo. I failed and repeated this step many times.38