November 2011
3 posts
Disappearing Act
I don’t need you. I don’t think we ever really “need” people. I don’t need you. But I want you. Especially when I need comfort. And everytime I want you, everytime I need comfort, you disappear. And everytime you “need” me, I’m right there. I don’t get that. I would like to say things on the inside aren’t how they appear on the outside,...
Sex is just sex, or so it is said. I used to believe that, but a few situations have reminded me that we, as humans do a few different things that ultimately make sex, not just sex.
First, you get acquainted with someone, comfortable with them during the act. They see you at your most physically vulnerable…naked.
Second, if it’s a repeating act, it becomes familiar and a friendship...
“And if I have my way, you wont have to introduce them to another guy...”
– Fond friend, newly acquainted lover.