I walk through the front door. I can picture it clearly even though it isn’t reality. There she is cooking dinner in the kitchen. Our eyes meet, just for a moment yet that is all that is needed. I approach and wrap my arm around the small of her back. Our lips lock and passion is instant. You can feel it run through every inch of your body.
I have wondered lately why I haven’t had any real connection with any girl. I thought mainly it was them. They were lacking in one way or another and maybe they were (They Were). But what was really lacking was my passion. I had none towards them. See I always knew these girls were nothing to me. They were nothing but a warm body to help me cope. Help me forget about her.
I often wonder and lately even more so if I will never find someone I can like. Or if I should just give it up and go back to her. I have had the option now for many months but keep passing. I just feel like there is more out there. More life to live on my own. More relationships to experience. Yet if I keep thinking this way I don’t see how I will ever build another other relationship of substance. I just don’t see how I will let myself get wrapped up with another girl.