Speechless...My first love and I used to get together for long, extended makeout sessions. I am amazed now that we could literally French kiss for four hours at a stretch. And not have it go any further than that. Kids today seem like they go down on each other after a peck on the cheek.
The thing is, we made out so much we barely spoke. There was no email. No cell phones. We'd write letters, but I don't think that is really the same as speaking in the moment.
After nine months she broke up with me. She didn't know me and I didn't know her. It got to where making out all the time wasn't enough for her anymore. And while I could have gone on the same way for years and years, she had matured.
It slowly dawned on me that I needed to open up more about myself to my partners and be more interested in what they had to say. I had to realize that I was sharing myself with an actual person with real feelings — not just a pair of lips and a (rather talented) tongue.