I don’t need sex;
toys entice me.
Don’t need money;
my job pays me.
Don’t need a dandy;
I’ll go alone.
Don’t need protection;
I got a backbone.
What I need
is to be held.
When things are shit,
told all is well.
I want it all,
but it’s gotta fit.
These absent men
I gotta quit.
Dogpaddling Through Life 
*snaps* guuuurl *snaps*
Hope you find one that won’t be absent.
And figure out what attracts me to them.
Trying to understand attraction to another has been an unsolved mystery for ions. 😉
well said…
Companionship and being held would be nice, but (at least in my experience) bears too heavy a cost for my tastes and I’ve made peace with that.
I understand. I’ve never had that before so I’m still willing to try.