But....damn! He's so fine. I just wish I could say, he's mine. I've fallen so hard for him. I'm in love. It's hard for me to let go. He fits me like a glove. It's like every time we're together it's a first. He becomes so immersed, with my body. His passion is off the chain. Maybe this time he'll remain.....with me.

That's my wish. That's what I want. I guess I can't fault him too much. He was up front....with me. He told me when we first met that he wanted no commitments. It was me. I allowed my heart to get involved.

It drives me crazy when he makes love to me the way he does and then I don't hear from him for days. I mean, how can he love on me like that and not call?, not even one day, just to say hi? I know I should tell him good-bye, but every time I hear his voice, see his face. Every time he's a thought in my mind. I say out loud, "damn!, he's so fine."

And I can't let him go. What I have to realize is he's not mine to hold on to. That's not my right. I really need to give up that fight. I'm only beating myself up. I'm the one who pays. Getting mad and upset, blood pressure high. I know in my heart I have to tell him good-bye, but.....damn!, he's so fine.