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Just Want to be Held

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Try to think of other people who is less fortunate than u ... i hope this helps a little bit.

eg. the homeless & the alone.

Meh, I'm not that sympathetic. Plus, most homeless people are there because of their own actions... so I don't really feel bad for them.
 
I completely understand the feeling. When I try to share it with other people I don't think they sympathize. Kinda lonely when you live alone, have few friends, and no one to hold.....hell I'd settle for a touch. You can't just go around touching everyone, but that's what makes us feel loved, human, connected to the rest of the world.
 
This might not have been a good thread to open for a guy with anxiety disorder problems.
Maybe I should have quit reading.

But I didn't... and now I'm so lonely for someone to touch, hold, snuggle, and fall asleep with that I'm tense all over.

I am totally envious of you guys who have ever experienced it.
 
Hey Zildjian...guys,

You know the beauty of your posts? The real meaning to what you have written?

Its that you wont take things for granted. That you'll appreciate how special it is to have someone share your life with you...no matter how briefly. Those things make you different and special. Those things make you unique in your own way...

Too many of us take things for granted. Too many of us stop trying and stop wishing for things. Too many of us give up.

Its only time till you feel those amazing feelings. Its only time till someone comes along who is worthy of you letting them into your life. Its only time until you get to appreciate your value and the fact that someone else values you too.

Dont change, dont rush, dont push it away. Those dreams and urges are what makes you you.... they are yours, no one elses. They show you that you feel and trust. They show the quality of who you are...

Its only time till you get to understand that beauty... and till you get to feel sorrow for those who will never appreciate the same.
 
I have to admit that it something that I long to have on a regular and permanent basis.

There is nothing like going to sleep with my arm around a guy, snuggled into his back and smelling him and his hair, kissing his neck and back as we drift to sleep, with both our naked bodies touching; and then waking up in the night and finding we have flipped and he has his arm around me and is doing the same.

I just hope that I find the guy that I'll be in a LTR ...... and cuddling is a must!
 
I didn't grow up in an affectionate family so the importance I place on affection may be a bit out of balance, but it is the most important thing to me.

My first long term relationship was better in the holding and hugging department compared to the sexual. I now have an extremely affectionate BF.

My BF is the only man who's arms I have fallen asleep within. I had never been able to do that before. I'm definitely with the right guy!

I miss him when we have to sleep apart. It's like the song says "The bed's too big without you!"
 
^ That's a point where just about every straight guy I've ever known gets homophobic (in the proper sense of fear of gays); they won't even share a bed with another straight guy.

Boy, are they missing out!
 
Reminds me of the Friends episode where Joey and Ross found out they liked to sleep, actually sleep together and would get together to take naps in secret. Very funny.

The affectionate thing between men is loosening up as the next generation comes a long. Yippee!!!!
 
Cuddling is one of the things I miss deeply right now. It adds a degree of comfort that gives some meaning to me, adds value to me as a person.
 
I can definitely relate to what everyone has been saying here. I usually need something on like the TV or the radio to fall asleep. The few times I have been lucky enough to have a guy share a bed with me I always can fall asleep with nothing more than the feeling of cuddling and being close.
 
Most of the time I hate going to bed, and just hate nights, because with no one to lean against or hold or be held by, the universe seems a dark and uncaring place to be.

So true, especially during weekends and holidays. At some point in my life, I had always looked forward to a weekend or a holiday.

Now I dread them.

I dread having to spend the night alone on Christmas eve, having to look out upon the amorous Christmas lights amidst the forlornness, apathy, and emptiness.
 
Stop fantasizing, guys, and go out and meet guys.

And stop looking for the perfect guy with perfect looks and a 12-inch cock and lots of money and lots of muscles with the right haircut and no "issues" and not feminine-acting and blah blah blah.

Because when you close your eyes and spoon him (or he spoons you) in bed, you don't see--or care--about any of those superficial things.

I come from a family of superficially warm people, but who are really uptight about physical contact.

OTOH, my bf and I are both very touchy-feely kinda guys, and we fall asleep every night with me spooning him.

Lovely. Absolutely lovely.
 
So true, especially during weekends and holidays. At some point in my life, I had always looked forward to a weekend or a holiday.

Now I dread them.

I dread having to spend the night alone on Christmas eve, having to look out upon the amorous Christmas lights amidst the forlornness, apathy, and emptiness.

Wish I could get down there and make your Christmas brighter -- and warmer. (*8*)
 
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