Sometimes I have conversations in my head with them. It is usually silly things. It is me imagining they are with me. I think it is the same when you have loved ones pass away, and you still imagine they are there with you. You do not stop talking to them. Eventually, it gets less, but they may never disappear from your mind.
I like thinking about these conversations and what it would be like to be in front of them. To be the one who gets to share in their day and all those little moments and thoughts they have. Be someone who gets to react to their presence.
It is not always about sex, is it? It is about closeness and intimacy. Finding that someone where you are comfortable just being yourself.
Sometimes I forget that I have shared things with someone only in my head.
Lisa Gray 