I miss sharing a bed with someone.
I miss being able to roll over and huggle someone while they sleep or wake up to someones arms around me.
Now, my bed is nowhere big enough to accomodate two people (it barely accomodates me), but you get the picture.
When I was with Josh, we only shared the bed 50% of the time, as he liked to have room to stretch. But I so loved it when we did. And thinking back to this past year, as it's been just over a year since Josh and I broke up, I think there are times my subconcious has realized just how lonely I get sometimes.
I've yet to do so with Jason, as the few times I've been able to spend the night with him, he's shown a distinct preference for sleeping on the floor. Besides, who gets time alone with him anymore? As much as I like Eric, I'm starting to resent having to include him in EVERYTHING we do now. The last time we walked the canals, there were SO many couples there. People holding hands, hugging, kissing...things I want to do so badly, but I had to pick my spots, wait until Eric wasn't looking to even touch Jason.
Going through my old email and LJ comments from him now...kind of a look back on our history. We've had some good times since we met...hope they get better from here. I would love to wake up spooning him....even if it is on the floor.