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He groaned softly as he awoke from the dream.
Running both hands through his hair he kept his eyes tightly closed as he sat up.
He did not want to remember but the damn images kept flashing before his minds eye.
His hands sliding over her skin.
The way she felt the moment he buried himself inside of her. Feeling like he was home.

Opening his eyes he realized the sun was coming up and he said aloud to the empty room.

"Fuck! Great! Lost an hour of sleep."

He threw himself back on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
He knew he would never forget the feel of her skin. The taste of wine on her lips. The sweet, slick heat she gifted him with that night.

He groaned again and felt his heart clench with pain.
He grabbed his phone, clicked into his social media site he frequented and began to type something he needed to get off his chest.

"I admit I was afraid to love. Not just love, but to love her. For she was a stunning mystery. She carried things deep inside her that no one has yet to understand and I, I was afraid to fall like the others. She was the ocean and I was just a boy who loved the waves but was completely terrified to swim."

He pressed post and then tossed the phone aside.
She won't see it but he had to say it.

He just wished he had the courage to say it to her face.....say anything to her face....tell her the truth.

Tell her he loved her.
Tell her he really did adore her but he could not do as she needed him to do.