I wish I could tell someone about this . . . that he likes being the little spoon, that he's scared of being paralyzed, that he still lets me touch him even though he thinks he's disgusting, that sex with him is "fun but frustrating sometimes" (his words) but I would totally take it over the sex I was used to having with another. 

All the little things that make a person who they are to you. His warmth, his hugs, his jokes, his family, even that annoyed look.

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