That other person

For the first time in a very long while, I had the opportunity to intimately hold a girl last night. I'm not one to get caught up in embellishing emotional feelings, but this experience--the experience of holding a girl (or guy, if you are into that) close to one's body--was magical, almost indescribable, mainly because I can't remember the exact feeling, which is probably why I'm craving that feeling again. But the best feelings (happiness, bliss, etc) are short lived.

There is definitely something about feeling another person' warmth and skin on your own body. It's just...well, amazing. The moment of togetherness that comes with holding each other is both gratifying and purposeful, even if you know what you are feeling may not really mean anything.

You see, my friend and I aren't looking for a relationship, nor have we really expressed that we are into each other on a more "mature" level. What I felt last night, most likely means nothing. But I loved the experience and feeling, nonetheless; and in that moment, it all meant something.

That other person, your significant other, can provide you with amazing experiences and trigger the deepest emotions in you, both good and bad. That other person -- I've missed you.