That Place He Fills - Sex Stories

That Place He Fills

I love him more now I did than,He is sweet, kind, and true.But he is her's and not mine,and it makes me blue.

We never touched,we never kissed in flesh,but when talked, we made love,Oh, how we would mesh.

Every fantasy and every dream,We even shared our needsWe explored each one until we foundWe were happy and pleased.

He took me places and I'd never beenBrought me pleasure I never knew,We made love as if togetherthough only our voices made it true.

I want him to be happyInstead of being sad,I wish I met him,long before she had.

I want this pain to stop,but I am afraid if it would end,I would be worse then without himI'd feel nothing again.

He fills a place in my heartThat I felt once was stillNo matter the outcomeI wish him well and always will.

This breaks my heartbut it will healHe needs me strong,Which I will be still.

I will always be his friendto help him along the waythought I love him more andmiss him more every single day.