I really miss just being around someone. You don’t have to be near them, you don’t have to be talking to them: like both of you reading a book. Or one is watching TV, the other is writing a letter. Or one is playing with the dog and one is washing dishes. Just being there with someone. I really miss that.
I really miss lying in bed, just holding each other. Kissing at times, whispering at times, telling how you feel about them at times. Touching at times, laughing at times, dozing off at times, and all the while cuddling. I really miss that.
I really miss doing little things for someone. Simple things. A back rub. Writing a little love note on a scrap of paper then hiding it where she will find it.
Out of the blue a Hug, then a look into her eyes, tell her how much you love her, then a kiss.
Getting her coffee or hot Chocolate in the morning, while she’s still in bed. Writing goofy little stories for her that will make her smile. Making her laugh. I really miss that.
I really miss going to the grocery store together, goofing around, cracking corny jokes, buying something we’ve never tried before, just for the heck of it.
I really miss going for walks together, holding hands, talking, laughing.
I really miss just talking: listening as she tells you about her day, you about yours.
Or more serious things that bother her, things she might be concerned or worried about.
Talking about anything. Everything. I really miss that.
I really miss pleasuring her in lovemaking: learning and knowing when and where to touch and not to touch. When to kiss and not too kiss. When to talk and when not to talk. When to be slow, gentle, caressing. When to let feelings take over. That and all those other little things you continue to learn to do for her that gives her pleasure, which will increase my pleasure. I really miss that.
I really miss working in the yard together. Decorating the Christmas tree together. Cooking the Thanksgiving meal together. Handing out candy on Halloween together. Watching the first snowfall of the winter together. Going out with friends together. Seeing Family together. Those silly private words we call each other. I really miss these and a whole lot more.
I’ve done them all before. I want to do them all again.
Tags: Lonely, Lonliness, Love, Romance, Single, Singles, Widow, Widower
September 13, 2009 at 10:41 pm |
I love this. You are a romantic. Hard to find, when found should be treasured. you both were very lucky to have each other. I never had a guy hide a note to be found. How sweet. all of those things are meant to be missed and shared. your friend deb
September 29, 2009 at 11:02 pm |
That was absolutely beautiful. Thank you for sharing such a personal, yet moving account of a life. How I envy you, having had that wonderful time together.
See you soon.
Your other friend, Deb
December 7, 2009 at 1:48 am |
I read all these stories and I felt every feeling. I have loved and lost my daughter and my husband, and I found these stories, so true and so real. It gives me hope that there really is more life to live after you feel you have lost it all. Good memories need to stay alive and be shared.