I wish I could still share them on the wall. To just hope he’d like one last one. I keep telling myself that *I* love doing them…and that’s all that matters…
Ah, but it was a thrill when he liked one…or better still, SHARED one. I never thought my heart was going to beat at a normal pace ever again after that Hunter And The Hunted one. I don’t think I’ve ever had an adrenaline hit like it before or since (and that actually includes meeting him). I truly did think my chest was going to implode.
Sorry…I’m oversharing…and being maudlin and nostalgic.
They say good things come to those who wait..
But they also come to an end too :,(
Still…he knows where I am…and they are…if he’s interested.