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Perhaps it's not so much as comfort, but rather closeness. I feel we've drifted when it comes to intimacy. It's not a good feeling (are feelings like this ever?). I am a person, damnit. I NEED to feel. I just wish that I didn't feel like so much of an object when we're together. I miss him. Him-him. You'll never understand what I mean, but I hope you get an idea of it. I just miss laying together for seconds, minutes, hours doing nothing but breathing and talking. Of course there would be an occasional laugh, cry, hug, kiss, cuddle, etc. I hope you get the visual I'm trying to get at you (not that I want to gross you out).

I just want to feel the way I used to feel. The way we used to feel... together. I'm sure that I'm not asking for much (or I at least hope not). I love him, I do. I want him happy. I want to make him happy no matter how much it takes, even if in the end I drown in my tears. I'll always love him no matter how much he hurts me. That is the honest-to-goodness truth.