The moment you don't understand. The moment you want to be touched. Deeply. Loved. Passionated. Touched. Admired. Felt.
But you can't. You cannot for the sake of your head. And you try but even before trying you know your not gonna like it. You gonna force it. Cause it's not the right person. Not a person you can touch.
Not a person that has a special place. Not a person who has a special place of trust.
And you want them to touch you. But they wont. They are fare. Fare away but not in space. Far away in mind. Non reachable for you. Because you felt. Because you've been touched and now your heart won't let you be free. Won't let you explore.
Now your heart things it's fine to love. To love just because of a single touch. But you don't wanna love. You want time. Time and experience.
You want to be free. You want to be able to touch someone. To touch and enjoy and not to withdraw from any touch. But you know you never gonna be able to touch. Your not gonna be able to get experiences by touching someone you don't or won't love. Because you won't touch them. You can't touch them.
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Thoughts about demisexuality who probably no one would understand. because I hate it.
-just a short dump
