Friday 14 May 2010

Fuck I miss him

Has been the shortest time. He will be back in Oz on Monday. To be out of contact like this, even for that, it's making me almost ache.

It's not some traditional relationship. I didn't even want a relationship. It's rather a recognition that we both have our own lives but also that we really love being together with each other. Both fine and happy for the other to have their fun in whatever way (it's great to hear the stories too!). 

It was intense and loving our times together so far. The closeness and depth of making love so much as to bring tears. Both of us after each days together left almost stunned by the experience, wondering where the fuck to go from here. I'm the last person to want any sort of closeness with anyone, yet we both ended up crashing through each other's walls and defences.

To end up crying helplessly at the beauty of the experience, holding each other tightly afterwards on the bed, to eventually fall asleep in each others arms for hours in the night, this is something I never expected to find again. Something inside changes in that sort of sexual depth. You end up bonded together in some way.

And so now I just miss him.

For anyone reading this who doesn't understand a same sex relationship, it's the same as a hetro one; we all have "one need in the night". Sexuality is irrelevant.

One love
One life
When it's one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it
U2-"One".

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