I have only been in love once, maybe twice, other than that I could never care less but lately I’ve been missing being caressed and kissed on my lips and now that I think about it, boy do I miss sleeping with my back curled against a body that not only exists in my dreams but for real….real….whatever that is….
I was not the little girl who dreamed of her wedding, I never once thought of the husband I’d be getting those things just never entered my mind. I am still the same way except that today I want to feel love- a love that I know is divine.
But then I think no…those things aren’t for me, I can’t be happy attached to some guy that will just end up becoming my daddy.
That’s just unhealthy and so yeah no.