Letting go and allowing yourself be loved are the hardest things in the world.
| Doctor: | Are you sexually active |
| Me: | Does it look like anything would want to have sex with this |
How am I supposed to concentrate when I can still feel your lips on mine, and your hand on the small of my back?
How can I focus on words and insignificant details, when all I can think about are your eyes shining through the dark of my bedroom at 2am?
Things are different this time.
