So does that feel that much better than true love Maria?

Here's the other path, the one that means everything, The one you cut yourself over losing. The one you can't stop thinking about.

The Moon only has eyes for the Sun

Faith in each other over all else.

That empty space, the part of me where Mike resides,missing in everything and everywhere, my mind looks for him in that silence.

To be his, aching for those moments with him, dwelling in daydreams of home.
So fucking full. Complete.

My body pressed against his, draped over him, head on his chest. Feeling his breath calm and steady with mine.
Tremble and moan against him in pleasure, my skin touching his.
Looking up, mike moves my hair as my eyes meet his, I hear him say what I've always wanted to hear from him.

>Maria, I love you with all my heart, always

I love you more
My Mike