I just gave her the shirt off my back.
At her sister's house, we have to sleep in separate locations. She chose the couch, because she has often slept there before, and I feel more comfortable enclosed in her room. While tucking her in, I noticed that she had my black shirt wrapped under her neck, so that she could smell me while asleep.
"Does that smell enough for you?"
She drew it around, inhaling deeply. "No..."
So I peeled the shirt off my back, and put the black one on.
I've always been a touchie-feelie person, but the mental and the emotional link are connected underneath. It's the same for others as well, at least the others that I can trust. Hence, I spent a lot of my time earlier in life studying people. Learning what kinds of people I could trust. Sometimes I'm wrong, and it hurts.
Sometimes I'm right, and things are beautiful.
People can casually fondle each other all they like. Without that mental link, they're just pretending at something. They're play-acting, in the shell of the emotion they lack underneath, or they're reaching out, for a fix to band-aid a greater need, teasing reptilian lust for a prop in their mental floor show. Those people are not for me. Those people waste my time. They can all go bugger off and smoke more reds. I need that mental link.
Luckily, I found someone. Quite by accident, unexpectedly, randomly. Someone I never knew existed in the millions of people out there. It's a Good ThingTM.
To all you people who talk of 'true love' and 'soul mates', in the conventional definitions: Bite me. There are so many more people in the world than you could ever account for with that attitude. I've had my ups and downs, but past be damned -- I've plucked a brilliant girl out of thin air.
Trust your gut. Feed it with your brain, but trust it.