He broke up with me… and I was left alone, crying, desperate, with no one to turn to. My bestie wasn’t home, so I came next door — to you. At first I just needed comfort, your presence, your touch… but slowly, the tears turned into something else. My body started to ache with need, my sobs melting into moans, whispering your name, David… until all that sadness transformed into trembling pleasure. This is my beautiful agony — raw, emotional, and real | Custom / Contain personal name |