My ex boyfriend and I were meant to cuddle together. We fit together perfectly. Every night before bed he would say in this hurried frantic (jokingly of course) tone 'Hurry Spoon Spoon!". In a hurry the building is about to fall down sort of way. And then I would back up to him and we'd fall asleep cuddling like that. I think I miss that the very most. We did this every single night...including the last one. We actually had a catalog of cuddle positions that we fit together in perfectly. We'd find new ones all the time and be so impressed with how comfortable we felt and try to remember them for later. I can't tell you what a bond this kind of affectionate ritual created between us...which is one reason why the break up is so hard.
I miss my spoon.