Thirst for Love

I yearn for an embrace I haven’t felt yet. Will my heart recognize it?

Mary Carter
4 min readSep 13, 2024

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What does it feel like to be loved? It’s a question that echoes in the deepest corners of my soul, a persistent whisper in the silence of the night. I imagine it’s like an invisible embrace, warm and comforting, enveloping me even when I’m alone.

Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I try to imagine this feeling. Is it like the first ray of sunlight touching my skin on a cold winter morning? Or perhaps it’s more like diving into a calm, warm ocean, feeling completely surrounded and supported?

I think being loved must be like having a safe place in the world, a harbor amidst life’s storms. But how can I be sure? How can I know if what I feel is really love or just a pale imitation?

I’ve felt the warmth of an embrace, heard sweet words whispered in my ear. But were these genuine manifestations of love or mere shadows of what true love could be? How many times have I confused desire with love, attention with genuine affection?

Being loved, I imagine, is feeling seen. Truly seen.

Not just the surface I show to the world, but all my layers, including those I try to hide. It’s having someone who looks at me and says, “I see you. I see all your imperfections, all your struggles, and I

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Mary Carter

I share candid reflections on love, sex, and life's ups and downs, no holds barred and no taboos.