no comprehension of this urge to be loved, to be touched, no have someone warm beside me who longs for nothing more than to feel my warmth melting with their warmth, without any lack of clothing or morals and i can look at them and see everything in their eyes and nothing is weird or uncomfortable and everything is quiet and peaceful and i love them so much my heart aches even when they are laying right next to me and experiencing every feeling with me, but this sort of thing comes with age.