Soul deep
And god I miss Nic. I'm feeling better, but my soul aches. Damn, but he touched me in ways no man ever has. Got me in ways I never expected to be understood. And we connected in ways I knew were were possible, but not for me. I missed him so much I called his cell just so I could hear his voicemail message. I didn't expect him to answer, but he did. He was out shopping for gifts for his kids' birthdays. I told him that this is going to be very difficult, trying to work out being friends when I miss him so much. He agreed, and laughed an odd laugh. I asked him what was up, and he said its not fair that I call him when he's out in public, because the sound of my voice makes him instantly hard. Oops. It wasn't fair, so I let him go, even though I didn't want to.
What am I thinking? Why can't I love Chris like I love Nic? I don't understand it. Chris is a good man. He's very smart, very funny, very kind. He smells divine. He has huge hands that are so gentle when he touches me... But he's not Nic. I could close that wound, cauterize it and seal it up and never look back, but I don't want to. What I think does not matter, it is my heart that rules for now, and I'm so new to the way this feels, I'm worried if I cut myself off from it I'll not bother tryng to regain it. I'm trying to find that balance between clinging and shoving away. I'll keep trying. And trying. I want Nick to be a part of my life. It is unthinkable to me that someone I love so deeply would no longer be there.
Oh, and I found my libido last night. Thank goodness. I was really beginning to miss it.



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