... am sitting here with a coffee.... its late..... am reflecting on this evenings events with my yf. It was beautiful in every way. We played , we chatted, we had fun , we laughed, we hugged, we laughed some more, we played some more, we hugged some more. I sat down on the steps and he came and sat with me, he then pushed my legs apart to make room for himself to sit on my lap, whilst he played on my cell.
It was all beautiful and innocent in every way.
A few minutes later it was time to go......
As he left into the distance,i stood alone, my heart sank to fresh lows, from dizzy highs.

Does it ever change ?