Angel

So they scream and tense up as they desperately run away from the water with toothy smiles

When they get out of the water they do that awkward jog as they leave the water and clumsily run over the sand, trying not to fall over because the sand is hot and uneven

I keep yearning for the feeling of holding another man against me, the warmth, the safety, the comfort

I wish I could have held my hands around his waist as we swayed to Ed Sheeran in that thick crowd on the dance floor, regardless of who was staring.

I wish I could have cuddled with him all night at a slumber party later that night.

I wish we could have spooned each other all night as we shared a blanket on a hardwood floor.

I wish I could have taken him to the beach on the weekend.

I wish we could have collected sea shells together.

One who will give me my first kiss maybe...