I must admit I am jealous you are getting flowers from someone else. Although I have not sent flowers since you became hitched (except for some steel calla lilies). And maybe the flowers don’t mean much. But I always liked to make your day brighter.
I saw your post the same day I was cleaning out the drawer that used to be yours…. and in the back was a small package with nipple clamps that I never gave you or used with you. I had purchased them for Christmas that year… but we didn’t make it that long.
All to say, it has been a flood of memories. I still want to feel your touch. I still desire to hold you. Your recent photo is beauty that makes my heart ache for more of you.
I thought about sending you flowers…. but I should think better of it.
Holidays are coming but we’ve recently gotten lock-down orders. No visitors. No family gatherings. Probably no turkey (why make one?).
I don’t know if it makes you feel good or bad, but I still love you and want you. And yes, I know we can’t be with each other. But you are the desire that will not die in my heart.
It is not about just sex. I was happiest when you were with me. I felt purpose and joy – even if I wasn’t good at showing it.
I am thankful to know you and that you made me a part of your life. You saved me when I needed love most.
Be well. I hope you find joy and peace. Chat sometime.
I would love to chat sometime. Unfortunately when I can chat it is when I am leaving work.
I don’t care about Gov. S* lockdown orders, you will get a spike everytime it opens up. He is delaying the inevitable. He is going to raise the suicide rate, and during long winters it is high anyway. My mom is getting so depressed it’s unreal.
I never enjoyed flowers as much as I do now. They are a bright spot in my world.
I was on call all weekend and work every holiday. Our CV19 numbers are high, but that’s because EVERYONE is getting tested. Do we normally test everyone for the flu? The flu has a death rate higher than CV, what makes this a pandemic? Fear with false roots is what is making this a pandemic. I’m sure we feel very different about this subject.
I miss intimacy(not just sex). I miss feeling good about myself. I miss feeling loved. I miss sex, rough and sweet. I miss being held. My life is very blah. I do chores during the day, I work, I come home, see my dog, sleep…..repeat.
Which picture?
It was your recent photo on Instagram. You are smiling. Your eyes are deep. You look good.
And yes, we do have different opinions about lots of things, including the pandemic response. To that end, I got my flu shot last week so I can at least try to avoid that. As for flowers….. I remember the time I brought calla lilies to your counter one afternoon when you were having a bad day. You even danced a little.
I’ll try to find a night to chat. Do you have any time before you go into work?
I sometimes have an hour when he is gone during the day. I’ll text you when I can talk.
I still haven’t gotten my flu shot. Why do I need it if we have to wear masks all of the time? I am sick of this ridiculous rollercoaster. Less people have died from CV than cancer or old age. Is age a pandemic?
What happens if you hug a family member or have 12 people at a gathering? Does that make the CV more contagious? Will you get arrested? If a sneeze can travel through a mask and still go 7 feet, why is 6 feet safe? None of this makes sense!
We are headed toward a communist government…. I will not become a sheep.