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[martygreene]

This evening (well, last night rather) when Patrick left the apartment to go dancing at the clubs, I almost started crying. I've felt like crying every time I think of him for the past week. Why? I miss him in regards to my trip home to Pittsburgh. I know, I haven't left yet, and I'm spending time with him so how can I miss him? I dunno, but I do. I almost started to cry because I don't want to say bye. I don't want to leave. I want to stay all warm and safe snuggled up, feeling the wonderful ecstacy that is skin against skin. Just lying in each others arms, being happy. So rarely am I happy, I don't want to leave this happiness, for fear of losing it I think...

Revelation? I like him. I like Patrick

Unrelated, but please vote nonetheless (a poll regarding sex Vs. cuddling on the SeaGoth message board)