Please don’t say you love me.


Thoughts, Dreams and Reality

It all started with watching a movie together. You put you arm around me and we began to cuddle. It was comfortable, nothing to sexual. I was fine with that.

Then it it became more regular, our routine. Two friends cuddling discussing life ambitions, opinions and troubles. I was fine with that too.

Then it started slowly escalating. Lines were blurred. We started feeling, touching things normal friends don’t do. I wasn’t fine that.

Every time you left, I felt this wave of guilt. I felt violated but at the same time I didn’t do anything to stop it. You continued saying it was fine, “we both enjoy it “was your justification. Maybe it was my fault for encouraging it but I just missed it so much. That feeling of being loved by someone in that way. I missed the feeling. But that doesn’t mean I was okay with this.

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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