In major need of some Romance.

I need to be held. I need to be kissed. I need to breath passionately.

This intensity I've felt the past few days has been multiplied by my trip to the fabric store today. The lady cutting my fabric had some helpful advice about switching to a size 16 needle and getting better thread. Then told me about her night, "...I walked in and my Cat was sleeping on my bed, yes I sleep with a cat and not a man, I don't have a husband."

I had a longing in my heart for someone who loves me to pick up my other items off the fabric cutting station, kiss me tenderly and assure me that we didn't have to rush out of JoAnne's if I wanted to stay.

Sigh.