ItsGoddessRed

Cute, isn’t it?
The way you stare like you’ve earned a reward.
Maybe I’ll let you feel generous.
Send something sweet… and maybe I’ll let

Holiday or not, your obsession doesn’t clock out.
You’re not lazy.
You’re powerless to let go.
That’s why you follow.
Now send. Or stay

You don’t stare at Me.
You sink into Me.
Your silence tells Me you want it to ache.
Your delay makes it worse.
One send could fix it.
But

You kept your distance all week. But the ache built anyway. Now it’s Friday... and you're edging on need.

Your hands shake. Your jaw