Last night, while was lying in bed, I suddenly realized that what I miss, more than anything, is spending the whole night tangled up with someone. Being held.
No It’s not the S word that I miss.
I miss the trust and the intimacy. The closeness.
It’s been too long. Really too long.
I actually wish I could say that I don’t remember the last time. But that would be a lie. I do remember the last time. And remembering it, really thinking about it, still makes me well up with tears. For lots of reasons.
Anyway. I miss that. A lot. A. LOT.
More than the daytime hours companionship. More than having someone to lean on. More than I should.
And ever since I started to think about it, I can’t seem to think about anything else.
So Not good!!!
No It’s not the S word that I miss.
I miss the trust and the intimacy. The closeness.
It’s been too long. Really too long.
I actually wish I could say that I don’t remember the last time. But that would be a lie. I do remember the last time. And remembering it, really thinking about it, still makes me well up with tears. For lots of reasons.
Anyway. I miss that. A lot. A. LOT.
More than the daytime hours companionship. More than having someone to lean on. More than I should.
And ever since I started to think about it, I can’t seem to think about anything else.
So Not good!!!
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