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Yay California, where I could now go and get married to a woman of my dreams, and live by the ocean. If I decide to be with a woman again someday.
I miss the smell of someone else. I miss someone's hands in my hair, I miss putting an arm around someone to go to sleep, I miss bare feet playing together, I miss kissing a bare shoulder while laying behind them in bed, I miss matching my breathing to someone else's. I miss giving and receiving little pieces of someone else's hopes and dreams and happinesses and sadnesses and life. I really suck at being alone.
If I'm not ready to be with someone (which seems to be the case) then I wish I had someone safe to vent some of this attention on. Someone who will allow me to be physically near them without needing. Without pushing. Without pulling. Without stealing. Without hurting. *sigh*
I miss the smell of someone else. I miss someone's hands in my hair, I miss putting an arm around someone to go to sleep, I miss bare feet playing together, I miss kissing a bare shoulder while laying behind them in bed, I miss matching my breathing to someone else's. I miss giving and receiving little pieces of someone else's hopes and dreams and happinesses and sadnesses and life. I really suck at being alone.
If I'm not ready to be with someone (which seems to be the case) then I wish I had someone safe to vent some of this attention on. Someone who will allow me to be physically near them without needing. Without pushing. Without pulling. Without stealing. Without hurting. *sigh*