affection

I hate needing affection. I hate yearning for it, I hate wanting to ask for it. Once you ask for it, what’s the point? It’s canceled out by your request and is now meaningless. Damn damn damn.
“Hey – could you please just kiss me on the forehead oor something??”
“No, no, spontaneously, when I’m not loooking.”

*sighs*

I wish my Love loved me more….