To be wanted, obsessively
I used to want
To feel, loved
I used to want
To be with someone
I used to
No one prepares you for the time in your life when you slip quietly into frigidity. Not that I have an aversion to, what used to be, a very important part of my life. The desire is merely non existent. It melted away like a snow drift in Spring—slowly, gradually, until one day you no longer notice it’s there. It’s just gone. It’s a bittersweet parting of ways that opens up a whole new way of looking at life through a different lens. I’m forever grateful for all the years prior to this changing, they were not wasted.
#growingolder #growingold #growingoldgracefully #gratefulforthislife
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