I Miss the Action, Not the Boy

    I'm a big believer in missing the action but not the boy. What I mean when I say that is…I miss getting up at seven in the morning, going over to the boy's house to spend the whole day with him, but as soon as I'd get there we'd go right back to sleep. But I don't miss the boy or the boy's house or the boy's arms. I miss the feeling of getting up early, going to the house, and going right back to sleep while I was held. I miss the action, not the boy. When I think about the moment I don't think, "I miss the way his arms felt around me." I think: "I miss going to sleep as soon as I'd gotten there while I was held."

    Now, I'm not saying that any pair of male arms will do. But at the time the boy was special and if another pair of arms attached to another boy who was equally as special or perhaps and hopefully more so than that first one, then by all means…bring on the moment. I think when girls and guys separate from their partners, no matter how long the separation (but more than likes in a long term one like mine, it's been years), and they look back at what was done in the relationship most of the time they mistake the emotion they got while it was happening with the person they did it with. Most of the time it had nothing to do with the actual person but how you felt about the person at the time. It has to do with the feelings you had for the person.

    And although that person lead up to those feelings being there it, by no way, means that they are the only person capable of making you feel it. We don't need to look back or go back to feel it again but find someone who makes you feel even better than that person did and this time around it won't only be as satisfying but it'll also be better.