Sarah Doughty
“And I knew what loving you
would do to me.
But I did it anyway.”
So there I was, sitting there, watching you move. I tried to stay still but I couldn’t fight the slight upward curve of my lips. Or the way my eyes slid down to drink you in like ice water on a hot summer day. I was famished. Dehydrated.
I thought a small taste of you would suffice, so I dared to drink you in. And I was wrong. I knew what loving you would do to me. But I did it anyway.
© Sarah Doughty
Thank you so much for sharing this piece.
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Fabulous!
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Thank you for the kind words!
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Just!
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Many thanks!
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You are welcome 🙏🏽
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