When Making Love Stops [Friends Only Entry] Monday, June 09, 2003
Nothing I say can express what I feel. The reason is because it's hard to describe your feelings when you don't have any.
It's almost like I am numb. It's like every thing I didn't want to accept or believe has finally sank into my brain. I can no longer type them. I can no longer think of them. I want to type them for you, the reader, but I don't know if I can.
Imagine your soul mate or think of your husband, or loved one. Imagine them and you being together every day. Kissing, hugging, and making love. Imagine laughing, talking, and holding each other at night. Imagine sweet thoughts, flowers, and compliments. Damn it, I mean it. Really imagine it! Imagine perfection. Imagine feeling all these things and experiencing them every day for years until it's so comfortable that imagining anything else is impossible. Now imagine still feeling all this and having him all of a sudden turn away from you. Stop talking to you. Stop holding you. Stop complimenting. And most importantly... he stops making love to you... The perfection ends...
That is how I feel.
Her
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