Sometimes it is tough. I like him and I know he likes me, so I don’t know why it is panning out this way. I am not difficult, or intruding. I’m not possessive, or presumptuous. I know what I want, but he obviously doesn’t. I think maybe he is addicted to some of the same things I am addicted to, but that’s okay, I don’t want to make anyone change. I don’t want to settle. I just want a cuddle every now and then and a kiss on the head. Big arms to hold me close so I don’t feel so alone anymore.