I haven't seen my love in four long days, and the ache in my heart is becoming almost unbearable. Each passing moment without him intensifies my longing, and I find myself reflecting on just how much he means to me. I miss him deeply - it's a feeling that lingers with me throughout the day, like a heavy cloak I can't seem to shake off.
He has this beautiful way of surprising me, especially when he calls my name with that familiar warmth in his voice. It feels like a melody that dances through the air, reminding me of the joy he brings into my life. He truly is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I often find myself wishing I could express the depths of my feelings for him, how he understands me even when words fail.
While I miss him as well, I believe he knows just how much I care for him. The reality is that I only get to see him three precious days a week, and those moments together are like treasures to me. The distance between our visits sometimes amplifies the loneliness I feel; even when we're together, I occasionally grapple with the solitude that creeps in during those moments apart.
Despite this emotional struggle, I hold onto every second we have together. I cherish the warmth of his presence and the connection we share. For those three days, he becomes my entire world, and I want to provide him with an escape from everything else. I'm devoted to making every hour we spend together special and fulfilling, doing whatever he desires because that's the role I've embraced. Each day is different, filled with unique experiences that I look forward to, and I do my best to create a little paradise for him during our time together. It's a labor of love, one that fills my heart with joy and purpose, as I strive to make those moments unforgettable for both of us. At
PLEASURE PARADISE BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT HE PAYS FOR
