The only thing he ever wants is to feel me.
The only thing he ever wants is to feel me.
Whatever it is.
Feel my being.
Feel my soul.
Truly, things only get funky when I disconnect.
When I judge what I'm feeling.
When I don't want to let it out.
When there is a fear that it's not okay.
I hold something back.
And yet, all he ever wants is to feel me.
And all I ever want is to be felt.