The Pain of Love, cont'd

It seems that each day has a new surprise. I imagine if we live in the little things that those things can be compiled and create a bigger picture. It is not so much expecting the big heart bursting examples of love, it is in the little ways that I can get a hug, move in close, he cares how I feel or at least asks what is on my mind. Remembering to compile the instances and not just resenting the lack of big experiences is what can help me to build a feeling of okayness.

The Pain of Love

How can I love that which I don't understand.

I don't understand how less touching can mean more love. I don't understand how saying little or nothing can mean, that we have great understanding. I don't understand. How do my needs get met how do I get the hugs and the care that I want in a relationship.

Is this my ball and chain. Did getting this ring mean that I can expect nothing else. What happened to sensitivity? I am soon going to be 40 and I don't see how affection shouldn't be part of my future.