I miss what I've never had, more than anything I've ever had but lost.

It's true.. anyone can be broken. I'm not that old.. I'm attractive.. not overweight.. I could go on tinder and fuck whoever was into me, but It makes me so sad to think of doing that.

I feel I belong in another era. I want to romance and get to know a woman so well, just hearing me say her name makes her wet and her sending me a sly smile with alluring eyes makes me so hard it hurts. I know shes out there, but I also know I probably will never find her.

Every once in a while I have a dream of her.. it's always the same.. she's naked in my arms and my hands roam all over her body and pull her into me while she rests her head against my chest ike a child, and smiles and looks into my eyes like I'm the only person she's ever really loved in her life.

But, my hands never push between her legs or play with her nipples, and I never kiss her sexually, we just hold eachother, touch gently, and I feel for once in my life, I have a place and a purpose and it is somply to be with her.

Of course I wake up and find myself alone in bed once again with only an aching heart and a foggy mind to keep me company throughout the day.