In The Dark - Sex Stories

In The Dark

A knock on the door, as soft and hesitant as your first touch winters ago, when I was falling apart, when my secrets could keep me safe from what comes after we turn the lights off. It would be wrong to give so much of myself away, just to summon the heat of you so near again. To take all I am in the dark and hope it's enough to not cast a shadow over what we were supposed to be. Look into me and see who I really am, not the dark recesses you wish to fill with parts of who you want, between the lens you view me through and where I have always waited There's a knock on the window, as soft and lonely as your first kiss winters ago, when you were coming undone, when my secrets could keep me safe from the echoes and snapshots of you that will follow me long after we turn the lights off. It would be wrong to give so much of myself away, just to preserve the moment your eyes are so close to mine. To leave behind all I am in the dark and hope it's enough to not become a shadow of what could've bloomed here. Look into me and see who I really am, not the dark valleys you want to occupy with pieces of someone else, the fragments you long for and believe I may never be able to inhabit. Between the lens you've known me through and where I've waited for so long, I can only be enough to fill the empty spaces others carved into you when we're in the dark.