I could tell you I miss you and I miss us. Could tell you in greater detail The Who, what and Why of it.
Could tell you I have questions about the present and future. That I sometimes wonder and worry about fantasy versus reality.
And I could tell you my guy says go forward, can’t determine anything by watching and waiting.
Can’t know how hot the sun is without visiting. Risk is required for reward. Doesn’t mean one has to be reckless or that one has to walk in a hazmat suit.
So I could tell you about bending you over the couch or the joy of you in your back looking up at me.
Both are fun but I prefer the eye contact, can’t be that open and intimate with just anyone.
I want to know more that’s what it’s about, not just words on a page.