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Sunday, May 14, 2006 

Things I miss

  • Holding hands
  • Sex
  • Phoning up and boasting about how brilliant I am because I've had a great interview, etc.
  • Having someone tell me I'm sexy.
  • Acting smug around my friends (who are now getting it more than me, so returning the favour).
  • Looking into their eyes and thinking "I love you."
  • Kissing in the rain
  • Kissing over the bar
  • Kissing anywhere
  • Laughing at him for loving his car too much.
  • Telling him you'd love a threesome: does he know any men who'd be interested?
  • Getting Valentine's cards (though I know it's not February).
  • Having to put heels on to kiss him.
  • Falling off the bed and him pulling me back up with one hand because I'm so light.
  • Being carried home on a saturday night because my feet are all cut up from my heels.
  • Having arguments about which is better: Guinness or Southern Comfort?
  • Him criticising me for reading Terry Pratchett, me criticising him for his inability to read the DaVinci code without falling asleep.
  • Drunkenly both singing along to Wheetus "Teenage Dirtbag", and Guns 'n Roses "Sweet Child of Mine".
  • Being hit on the head by my friend for acting indecently in public.
  • Having someone hold me round my waist and putting his head down on mine so we're nose to nose and looking into each other's eyes.
  • Being kissed at the base of my neck.
  • Waking up with someone's arms around me.
  • Playing with the dogs and him laughing when one jumped on to me and pushed me over.
  • Walking through the snow together.
  • Conversations about how I'd like to own a farm and he'd like a zoo.
  • Arguing over where Portugal is.
  • Me sitting under his arm while he played on the playstation, and him keeping me there even though I'd offered to move and it meant that he lost, just because he liked me being there.
  • Deciding that for his next birthday I would buy him a train.
  • Cooking pasta together.
  • Him.

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  • An albatross can fly for thousands of miles without getting tired. I've always thought that love is similar to flying, therefore we should aspire to be like the albatross.

    I don't know if I can do that. So far I haven't been so lucky. But one day I'll test my wings with someone, and flying won't be so hard after all. Or so painful.
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