Ahhhhhh Valentine's Day.
Typically I engage in the annual WTFIsTheFourteenthAnyways banter, but this year was a tad bit different. I hate to say that physical touch is all I need to be well-off, but it's the truth. Don't get me wrong, of course I want more than that in the long run but here? right now? A warm embrace will always get the job done.
Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with me. Am I doing romance wrong? Why am I not feening for someone else's permanent company? Of course I know that romance is not limited to pining after a person, but I'm sure that's a factor. When I think of myself, this idea falls flat. I don't pine after the actual people but instead what they make me feel. From the smile that appears on my face after someone's sly comment to the seconds before and after an orgasm, the way someone can make me feel matters far more than their actual presence.
Is this wrong?