yeepski
It's subconscious when I lean into his touch. I want to feel him, my body arches and my eyes close.
What should have been a short break, a temporary pause, has become a prolonged passivity. I do nothing, I say nothing, I think of nothing. I'm a coward, who is hiding from the world.
I've been resting for so long, and I'm not entirely sure from what. I say I need a break, a moment to relax. But that moment stopped being a moment, and has turned into a prolonged period. I'm stuck in an impasse.