There is someone I’d like to be kissing right now. Holding right now. I want her to sit on my lap and snuggle up against me. To tell me about her day, while I massage her back. I want all the things I always want. The small intimacies and the large. I want misunderstandings and corrections. I want to stop describing what I want and hear and act on what you want.

I guess I’m just feeling lonely. But that doesn’t make my desire less true.