When you know that you will never have a kiss from them again it hurts. No more body touches that are warm and make you sparkle. Glittery eyes that are all red from purple heaven. I need it and can't get it. I hate him. This isn't for him it's my emotions drizzling down my brain. But that warmth it is something else. It's a nice glass of pulp free pineapple juice made with love. So when it was all inclusive there were shockingly many non-inclusive things. The same for him, he could be all inclusive while being just like the hotel. His body became a hotel for me, and now i'm missing a vacation.