It's not always sex that I want. Sometimes, when I'm lying in bed naked, it's because I'm simply craving the feel of your touch. The feeling of your body being intertwined with mine...skin to skin. Sometimes I just want you to hold me, gently kiss my neck/cheeks and softly tell me how much I mean to you. I long for you to make me laugh, for us to share stories and connect. This is the passion that I crave and am missing terribly.
But you have walls up, and won't always speak the truth. So I'm stuck....longing for this passion, being tormented as you lay next to me looking oh so sexy.
