My Longing

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I often find myself longing for the touch of someone I hold dear to my heart. I often think of what it would feel like if that person was with me now, wrapping their arms around my waist and burying their face deep in my neck. What I wouldn't give for that.

That may never happen though, as these feelings are not necessarily seen as "friendly gestures", but rather as sexual or "lovey dovey." That's never bothered me though. I would give everything to fall asleep nuzzled in that special person's neck and listening to their jagged breathing turn into the soft rhythm of sleep. I think that feeling, that security that I have with that person, is really and truly my primary reason for living.

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