Sunday, August 18, 2013

I miss her...

It's been quite some time since my last post.  Partly because I've spent quite some time halfway around the world...  alone.  Partly because I've been healing some old, deep emotional wounds.  Partly because I've been a complete ass at times; it happens... even to the best of us.

Despite the progress we had made, and the strength of our personal bond which has lasted these so many years, Miss K was (rightfully) forced to sever our contract.  I don't blame her one bit.  In fact, I only respect her more for it.  She's a strong woman.  The strongest I know.  I've used these six months to heal and resolve many, many issues.  I've never felt stronger.  And, as I stand now on the dock of life, I'm so dreadfully sorry to see her boat sailing away...  I miss her.


1.  I miss her smile.
2.  I miss her long, flowing dark hair.
3.  I miss the shape of her mouth.
4.  I miss her little "Alaska" smirk.
5.  I miss her beautiful hips.
6.  I miss her unwavering devotion.
7.  I miss her beautiful hands.
8.  I miss her grooming me.
9.  I miss her garrulous laugh.
10.  I miss her sharp wit.
11.  I miss her patience with me.
12.  I miss punishing her.
13.  I miss her meals.
14.  I miss watching her from a distance.
15.  I miss arguing with her.
16.  I miss guiding her.
17.  I miss her sense of duty.
18.  I miss her cute feet and toes.
19.  I miss watching "the game" with her.
20.  I miss her requests for counsel.
21.  I miss her lovely brown eyes with slightly off-set pupils.
22.  I miss her puppy dog eyes.
23.  I miss her incessant questions.
24.  I miss her sharp tongue.
25.  I miss her fiery temper.
26.  I miss her brutal honesty.
27.  I miss that she gets cold in 80 degree weather.
28.  I miss how the humidity curls her hair.
29.  I miss watching her walk.
30.  I miss the way we hold hands.
31.  I miss feeling her scoot across the bed to spoon with me.
32.  I miss hearing her wake up in the night to go pee.
33.  I miss being woken up by her.
34.  I miss making plans with her.
35.  I miss her family.
36.  I miss hearing her beautiful voice.
37.  I miss seeing her in my robe.
38.  I miss having her deliver my morning coffee.
39.  I miss tying her up.
40.  I miss caressing her body.
41.  I miss rubbing her feet and cracking her toes.
42.  I miss her curiosity.
43.  I miss being her King.
44.  I miss "Yes, sir."
45.  I miss thinking of her next assignment.
46.  I miss her smell on my hoody.
47.  I miss her fingers running through my hair.
48.  I miss her rubbing my ears when I'm stressed.
49.  I miss her subtle gasps of passion.
50.  I miss the way she looks at me.
51.  I miss making love to her.
52.  I miss spanking and cropping her.
53.  I miss cumming in her.
54.  I miss knowing she's full of my seed.
55.  I miss fucking her ass.
56.  I miss biting her.
57.  I miss pinching her nipples.
58.  I miss the sight of her beautiful cunt.
59.  I miss getting pictures of her.
60.  I miss the anticipation of reading her next text message.
61.  I miss being her lobster.
62.  I miss hiking with her.
63.  I miss showering with her.
64.  I miss cleaning up the kitchen after her.
65.  I miss planning our life together.
66.  I miss fixing things around the house for her.
67.  I miss having sex in public with her.
68.  I miss groping her however I want, wherever I want.
69.  I miss sliding into bed next to her.
70.  I miss waking up with her.
71.  I miss her collar and leash.
72.  I miss showing her new things.
73.  I miss her tattoos.
74.  I miss her widow's peak.
75.  I miss the way she worships my cock.
76.  I miss driving for her.
77.  I miss opening doors for her.
78.  I miss coming home to see her.
79.  I miss smack-talking with her about our favorite sports teams.
80.  I miss arguing about music with her.
81.  I miss the way she curls her fingers.
82.  I miss how she gets mad at me for not taking care of myself.
83.  I miss the smell of her kiss.
84.  I miss how she bites my tongue.
85.  I miss how she melts in my arms.
86.  I miss the way she flops into bed, onto the couch, or into a seat next to me.
87.  I miss her sense of fashion.
88.  I miss watching other men and women look at her with envy.
89.  I miss sending her into sub-space.
90.  I miss bringing her back from sub-space.
91.  I miss seeing her get all dressed-up for me.
92.  I miss having her buy my clothes.
93.  I miss saying her name.
94.  I miss her penmanship.
95.  I miss dining with her.
96.  I miss that she insists I sit next to her, not across from her.
97.  I miss hearing her say "I'm tipsy."
98.  I miss her telling me it's time to take her home.
99.  I miss the way she wraps herself around me when we hug.
100.  I miss sharing our darkest secrets with each other.
101.  I miss my Sam.
102.  I miss her belief in us.

I could go on and on...  but, it would do no good.

I miss you, Miss K.  I'm sorry.

Before she left, she asked me to start writing again.  She's always loved my writings.  At the time I was still under a "block", so I had nothing to offer.  But, as the skies have cleared, I feel the energy flowing again.  I think I will continue to post for a while...  cathartic memoirs...  and, maybe one day she will choose to sail back into this port.

--King IV

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