Apr 8, 2010
i imagined this morning as the sun rose and i quietly heard the world begin, the way it would feel to not be touched for more than week, and i am sad. i will miss the casual arm slung across my body and his cat-stretching feet as they brush my toes. with marriage comes the tactile reinforcement of self awareness, even if the touch isn't enough to feel whole. i am frightened to know how long it might be before i feel that warmth around my body, and while i know it's not enough to make this work, i will deeply miss this touch.