touch

i miss it. that feeling of closeness, human contact. hugs. spooning. waking up in the middle of the night and finding someone who would smile for your presence and welcome touch.

i miss someone nuzzling into my neck and humming happily. i miss kissing. i miss casual, soft strokes of skin that have no intent but to feel good.

i miss the feeling that there is anyone present with whom i might share such things. i miss the feeling that such things are possible without a metric ton of labels to make a mess of them.

i miss touch.