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I miss being desired. I miss being coveted. I miss having sex.

I don't care for... actually that's not a strong enough phrase, let me try again: not a single part of me wants, enjoys, or feels even remotely compelled to have any kind of casual relationship with anyone. That translates to friends & conversation, too.

I crave intensity. I crave strong connection with others.

I couldn't care less if some random man desires me. Perhaps this is a feminine thing, but I love having someone to dote on, someone to cook for, someone to dress up for, someone to do things for.

All I want in exchange is security and desire.

I miss having a man want me with his whole being, and wanting him in return.