The Things We Shouldn’t Feel
When you feel like home
The moment I laid eyes on you, lingering in the shadows, I sensed a depth to you that held something dark inside. Yet, I was inexorably drawn to you. My gaze wandered over your lean frame, barely concealed by your dark attire, and when you lifted your son onto your shoulders, a glimpse of your toned physique caught my attention. A sudden, intense desire to connect with you sparked within me—to touch, to hold, to breathe i...
