companionship

so i worked it out. probably stated it before and probably has been staring me in the face but i think what i am finding hardest to adjust to since the break-up is the loss of companionship. for twelve and a half years i had a constant companion i could laugh with, argue with, challenge and be challenged by.

the simple act of sharing your day, events that occured to you or witnessed by you. things that meant nothing and things that meant more. Just the simple act of having someone you could talk to. that's what i'm missing most.

the simplicity of knowing you could get a hug if you wanted or needed it. the simple act of touch, touch which is not necessarily sexual. if it's sex i want that's easy to come by. the intimacy of sharing yourself with someone; totally different and not so easy to come by.