I don't miss people. After years of disappointment and loneliness, I learnt to detach myself from people when they left. There's a few people I occasionally miss talking with. But in general, I don't tend to miss anyone.
But recently, it's become apparent that this isn't the case anymore. It seems there are two people I have taken to missing. One of them, I have spoken of before. His friendship has effectively saved my life. And I miss him when I don't seem him for a long period of time. I miss the sound of his voice because, somehow, it's soothing. Even when he is testing my patience.
And the other I haven't known long. He's lovely, handsome and funny. I slept with him, and I felt more comfortable just knowing him for hours than I felt with my ex-boyfriend for the entire year we dated. And I miss him. Because he makes me feel happy.
But that's it. Just them two.
I don't know why. I think this is why my mother says I'm emotionally stunted.
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