Life in 100 Words

A Unique look into life, 100 words at a time.

Dry Spell.

What I wouldn't give to be kissed right now. No amount of money in the world could replace a simple, warm embrace.

I don't remember the last time I was held close.

Oh wait I remember, it was 1 year, 3 months, 3 hours, 54mins, and 9 seconds ago.

Will this end?

"Mind over matter" they say.

"N---S just want to sleep with you" I've been told.

Am I dumb to have faith that I will find a man who will hold me, kiss me, make love to me, love me?

Or will I continue to endure this dry spell?