Wanted

This may sound like a drivelling middle aged man pining for his youth and relation. I long to be wanted, feel the touch of you, feel her breath upon my neck, not to be shon or rejected. I dream of nights where nothing else matters but us. I am hopeless and accept that these are just wandering thoughts.

We started our relationship and it was passionate and filled with love, albeit hectic and fraught. A decision was taken and hearts were broken, at times i wondered if we would get through, years have now past and i still get to look at you. We said we would grow old together, at least this part is true.

What has gone is the physical connection. You tell me life takes over and that side of a relationship doesn’t last forever. I agree life does take over and time is precious, but i crave for intimacy with you. The impossible task is to speak about my feelings, their is never a right moment in the day or night. It always ends up coming out wrong and developing into a fight.

If you could hear me now, what i would want you to know, i don’t care that our bodies have changed, that you aren’t the same person physically you was when we first met. All that i wish for is to feel wanted by you.