just some observations

when it came to sex, shiny and I fit together well. it felt nice. but it was rarely passionate on his side and it wasn't the best I'd ever had. it could have been. it is what I think I about when I want to get off, but that's because I loved him.
what makes sex really exceptional is how comfortable a person is with their own body, with the other person's body, and how excited they are about having sex. shiny had the comfort but not the excitement. he touched me the way I wanted to be touched, he moved against me well, and inside of me well, but he lacked excitement.
seems like his life, really. at least his life since I've known him. he has the actions down, but lacks all the emotion necessary to make it all worthwhile.
I meditate on this because it is my bane.
furthermore, it is no longer my problem ...
if it ever really was my problem at all.

those who seek the easy way are rarely satisfied with the result.
but good luck making them see that.