Love. I had it. I lost it. Not completely, mind you, the emotion, the speech, the girl are still all there. It's a bit hollow, however, when the actual being together is lost. For some, such as myself, that can block the physical affection. For most others, I realize this isn't much of a hindrance. The feeling, the need, is still there, yet something stops me. Will she still go for it? I can't know for sure, and the embarassment of being shut down is threat enough, despite knowing her for years, and involved in a relationship for over a year. She knows more about me than anyone, and I've told numerous embarassing stories to, so what's the big deal? Maybe I'm insecure, afraid that somehow repeated happenings could make her think less and less of me, eventually turning interest elsewhere.

I talk to some, but have some trouble really getting it all out, or just feel they don't wanna hear it, and people are running out quickly. I guess I just miss the whole human interface aspect, and not just in the physical aspect. The mental and emotional side really makes the difference. Someone to be so intimate with, to know you all over, that you can pour your deepest thoughts into, and who will respond in kind. The emotional bonuses also overflow into daily happenings, making for an overall good mentality and approach my endeavors.