I hate hours like these when I lay down and think about everything. I think about everything I wish I had—a person I wish I was or the feelings I wish I could feel. Everything just sucks.
Having a partner who learns your love language so you don't have to spend all your time translating you heart, and loves you the way you want to be loved is a whole different kind of intimacy.
The older you get, the more you like open communication and clear agreements because you're not a mind reader and you got no time for guessing games and misunderstandings.