This is Shannon's last week in rehab. Next Sunday we get to take her home. I wish that meant MY home, but as yet do not yet co-habitate, alas... But at least I'll get to see her, and talk for more than 10 minutes. IN PRIVATE, not with a line of others waiting behind her at the pay phone.
I really hope that the intimacy is still there on her part. She's going to be somewhat different now, and I don't know to what degree. I hope she still wants me, but fear that it won't be the same. I'm sure it's just my anxiety speaking, as I haven't been 'touched' in almost a month now. I guess like everything else, it's out of my control and up to her...
(PROFILE PIC: A lady bug landed on my hat.
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I really hope that the intimacy is still there on her part. She's going to be somewhat different now, and I don't know to what degree. I hope she still wants me, but fear that it won't be the same. I'm sure it's just my anxiety speaking, as I haven't been 'touched' in almost a month now. I guess like everything else, it's out of my control and up to her...
(PROFILE PIC: A lady bug landed on my hat.
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Well, somehow I KNEW you were going to run with the hereditary part. So there.
Either way you define touched, it still isn't correct. I don't believe for a moment that you have not been held, caressed, embraced or fondled in almost a month. Although, solo I do believe.