Fondled Passion 3 Cogan

He's Back But I Can't Touch Him

A terrible storm shook the integrity of our love. What other patience should I learn? All efforts have been undertaken, but there is no glimmer of hope to restore all.

This great problem is destroying the sacred promise that was ever uttered. No cuddles or hugs from him. Now there is only hatred and distrust that tear the heart apart.

The palms of the hands support the face of sorrow. Smothering his face, after a few minutes of wrestling tears. There will be no end to the look of this face showing depression. Now there is only regret and guilt, for ignoring his advice first. It's all been pureed, when the real events happen.

Sitting tensely in an oversized chair after arriving at the office. Hair covers part of the face. Anyone who hears this stuffing must be very heartbreaking. There is no more passion for life, when the dear ones are far from the eye-pleasers.

The backrest that has been providing support has been broken by betrayal. There is only one protection, but now the antagonistic follow. Parental disappointment is so strong, until the child himself is yelled at and scolded.

"Oh my God, what am I supposed to do, in order to prove my innocence? Why is this all happening to me, who has been devoted to my husband and parents all this time? Where is my lack of attitude that has hurt everyone? Hhhh, give your instructions so that all this can be quickly completed and prove that all this is not my fault!" Heart speaks bitterly.

Tok .. tok, the sound of knocking outside echoed loudly. Hands directly rub the dewdrops that are still attached to the cheek.

Start standing up straight and quickly tidying up clothes that had messy effect of sitting around. Now sit back again. Do not let the employees, know that this self is being hit by acute yearning. Shame if caught down. Many know I'm a tough woman, strong, and never give up. So where to put this face, if it is now found to be whiny.

"Lake in!" command quickly.

"Sorry, Mom. I had interrupted him for a while," The employee began to walk over to me.

Hide your face by pretending to read some unimportant files. Head down, while continuing to seriously pay attention to some of the writing stanzas.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Answer briefly. Staring for a while the officer who seemed to have nervousness.

"That-that, Mom. Outside, ad-add-a!" He's apparently.

"Speak clearly. Don't dashed that. I think seeing your boss is like a ghost. Wh why? Are you afraid to talk to me about something?" The conspiracy did not receive the correct answer.

"Eeh, not that, ma'am. That, anu .. anu. Beyond that, is there a ... is there?" Still not speaking clearly.

"Hadeh, seriously speaking, why?" I was impatient.

"That's it, is Mr Dio outside?"

"What?" The face immediately gawked. The mouth is perfectly round because of shock.

Chair until squeaking, due to sudden standing. The file that was read, I immediately closed the rough.

"Is Mr Dio still there?" ask hastily.

Very happy if the expected person comes by himself.

"Bye-yes, Mom. There's still one."

"Alright, then now I'll see him. Thanks for telling."

"Yes, Mom. You're welcome."

Walk in haste towards the door. The sound of shoes until it resounded loudly. I do not ignore the strangeness of the employees, which is important as soon as possible to want to see a husband who has been so full we did not meet.

Legs so follow impatient, want to bring this step to get to the destination immediately. The hair was tossed in the wind, when I took a thousand steps. Too fast to walk, to not care about other employees are busy crowded at work or standing in line, such as seeing a scarcity. They whispered to each other, and the atmosphere looked great. Must be able to get past everyone who is trying to get in the way. The hands give little encouragement, so that they all know themselves and give way.

Justright. The man who has been missing for a few days is now in plain sight. One by one everyone started to pull over, as if they knew that this was a personal thing, so they knew themselves when there was no need to know and nosy what was the problem of their big boss.

The hands begin to moan want to stretch, when dreaming of hugging. Haven't stepped in yet, but Dio's gaze was so cynical, that the intention was instantaneous. Although for a second he had looked at me who had just come, this self knew that he did not like my presence. The face that had been blustery, now again grieved the effects of disappointment. The body became weak instantly, when it knew he was very indifferent.

Dio kept busy picking up his things, and I only watched from a short distance away. Both speechless. No sound came out of our mouths. There was only silence in the roar of the wind blowing out of the ac. Spikes are like feet, when the courage to approach instantly collapses. Just staring blankly at him in our silent atmosphere.

A minute has passed. This kecangunggan makes susana a little gripping. All I did was peck, until I didn't realize that Dio was done with all his stuff. His rhythm of steps now began to approach me. This great Debaran, makes the rations tick strong. It was very excited, but now it is even compared to being inverted into fear. Intentions want to be better, is it wrong? But, do not know in Dio, do you want everything to be okay, or want to fuss again the relationship that began on the verge of this destruction?.

"Do you not want to greet me!" Finally managed to open the sound.

Now he managed to step right next to me. The smell of perfume that I used to breathe, now can only go far carried by the wind.

"There's nothing we need to talk about anymore" Dio said.

"But, I need all the clarity of our relationship" The voice turned and turned to her.

At least he didn't want to see me, and his face was very flat looking straight ahead. He seems to be tired of meeting his wife.

"There's no need for an explanation, because it's all very clear. There will be news later about our relationship, so for now we better put it this way."

Like being whipped, the heart is again very wounded. Many hopes that want to be addressed, but all just disappear. It turned out that Dio did not want to make peace with this misunderstanding. I know very well if he is hurt and does not believe anymore, but what is wrong if you listen first to the explanation from my own mouth.

The circle began to be unstoppable, when the trail began to fade out of sight. Without a sound anymore, the man who planted the arrow of love, now passed away without saying goodbye. Increasingly make chest tightness only.

Without you being with me again.

Said you made me calm.

Now it's beginning to disappear with the flames of your anger.

This mistake is fatal.

Can't you give me an explanation?.

The word of love you keep saying first.

I want to hear, I hug, I hold in this heart.

The word romantic continues to be hailed.

But, why is everything now just a fake dream?.

This hand wants to wipe your face.

However, only black clouds can be touched.

Do you know if this heart is getting fragile.

I went crazy and tortured?.

Better bone and skin divorce body.

Than no longer being able to touch your body.

Your aroma keeps me shivering.

Until I for just why you can't.

Why don't you give me an sorry door.

Is this mistake unforgiving?.

I know it all started with my stupidity.

But can't you just search for the truth of it all?

There's no more laughter between the two of us.

There is no more romance between us.

No more falling up our efforts.

There is no more harmony in our relationship.

Now there is only farewell.

And sadness in longing.

Everyone seems to be getting far apart.

When our relationship is broken.

The prayer continues to be answered.

So you can get back in your arms soon.

Maybe only this dew of eyes can represent this heart, when you're not by my side.

The delusion continues to mill around wanting you.

But what power if only a pseudo-dream.

I hope you realize soon that I need you everywhere.

I hope you come back soon, to keep kissing my forehead in romance.