Tim McGraw's "All We Ever Find" puts into words the perfect conversation:
Say exactly how you feel
Right now you're free to say it all
There is no one here to judge you
I only love you
You're free to close your eyes and fall
You can trust me, this is real
After being in a sexless marriage for the last five years, I am left with unfulfilled desires.
I have the desire to be wanted, needed, and appreciated. I have the desire for a passionate relationship. Sometimes, I think I’d be tempted to settle for a...
and makes me feel raw. A wave of nausea when I dare to acknowledge the wanting I'd believed I conquered. Was it always painful? Did it previously furrow my brow, constrict my throat, and run amok in my stomach? Did it weight my limbs and compromise my breath? I cannot remember...