IamBlossom

Inject this lore into my veins ugh

When your co-star mama adores you in real life 🥺

Dated a nerdy football player in college, honors student with a paid internship with the state. Car and crib off campus so he’d pick me up for breakfast dates on weekends and dinner after he worked in the evenings. He wore suits to work and he LOVED to make me watch him slowly undress, one layer at a time. Shoes, cuff links, jacket, tie, every button on the shirt with a promise of what’s in store for me. But the sound of that belt unfolding, clinking and hanging open as he walked towards me, and him quickly snatching it out his pants. I get chills thinking abt how patient and intentional he was with teasing me. Sometimes he’d tie my wrist with that thick leather belt or bend me over his lap and tease my bare skin until I begged for spankings. Such a studious gentle giant in public, turned kinky and dominant when we were alone. Sometimes he’d pick me up in his car wearing sweats, but the belt would be in the passenger seat. He’d joke abt using it when gave attitude. I loved my lil punishments. The sight and sounds of a tall husky man halfway out a suit , thick leather belt open, buckle clinking with his every step. The lust between us still simmers in memories and conversations abt if our chemistry was so good, why we never tried the next level. The long stares after he slipped and said ILY, or the disappointment in his eyes when I was too insecure to meet his Mom. I was 19 and really fumbled thinking I wasn’t good enough for him, tho the chemistry was so strong. He thought I was perfect for him but assumed I didn’t love him. Deep down I was so scared. I thought he was too perfect and I wasn’t pretty enough, smart enough, scared him Mom wouldn’t approve of me. He still tells me Happy Birthday to this day, and we met in 2009. He’s seen my relationships come and go, and I’ve see his. He moved to Texas and recently bought a house and his dream car. He told me he still single, so am I, but I’m not spinning the block due to his milestones. Never been that type of chick. We haven’t physically touched in 12yrs but that pull, those flashbacks of lovemaking but never actually saying ily. Hearing a belt buckle gives me chills, rings my ears sending me into a daydream of the perfect man. Reminding me of the intimacy other men unknowingly compete with. I start to sweat realizing I was too afraid, too insecure, still wondering if I hurt him and if he compares other women to me. Well my birthday is coming soon and I know he’ll message me, even if he doesn’t I know he knows the day. He deserves the world truly but most of the time i chose not to bother him with my uncertainty. To me he’s the perfect guy. For some reason, after all these years, that’s still so terrifying.

Seeing them on and off screen moved something in me, their dynamic is just… I wanna breathe it everyday…

This couple was recently featured in the Peacock streaming documentary "High Horse: The Black Cowboy".