Feb 06, 2006 11:04
There is nothing more comfortable than laying in a bed with someone you love, and that loves you in return. Just being next to each other, being with each other, and not have it lead to something sexual but rather something completely comfortable and safe. It's not often that I feel safe, in that sense, anymore. It's an emptyness, inside a bed alone. Not just in bed but in the rest of life as well. Fortunately, one night in bed with the one I love makes up for the months of solitude.
The priorities of my parents are very odd when they freak out more about the vaccuming not being done than when a blue haired, teenage boy is with me in my bed, half naked, in the morning.
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