i made the right choice.

we we're on your bed, kissing, hugging and rolling around like we usually would when we're in 'the mood.' you wanted me, and i wanted you. but i knew it wasn't right. you said it was my decision, i said no. it made me feel good about myself; i put my sexual feelings aside because i didn't want you to regret it, i didn't want you to tell me later on that day that we shouldn't have, that it wasn't right to do those kinds of things, because i knew you would have. especially after what i've done recently. i wanted you so badly, i wanted you to kiss me on the neck and slowly move your lips down my body, i wanted to feel you, inside and out. but i said no, for you, for myself, for us. and you we're proud, the look on your face and the words that you spoke "you made the right decision" it made me feel like i was a good person, even if it was only for a minute or two.