I miss stability, waking up to a warm body beside me. her foot touching mine. the drive to please someone. cooking breakfast for that empty side of the bed is not fulfilling. i miss laying on top of a woman slowly entering her, kissing her- breathing her. i miss the connection so tight with someone no words need to be spoken. or just sex is okay to (mans gotta eat-)
i miss having an other.
i miss having an other.