A hug could hold different layers of meaning. It can be protection, love, friendship, and sexual engulfment to mention a few. Some underestimate and even ridicule the power of a good honest to God hug; they believe that a kiss is better, more powerful. Something that might knock you off senseless, if done right.
I have experienced a hug from a friend and it was warm, sweet, and full of care. My mom's hug was never one of those motherly hugs, it was distant. She doesn't like physical contact I believe, but that does not mean she is distant or cold. She is good. I tend to give the people I love squeezy hugs, those powerful, strong, tight hugs that knock out the breath out of them when they are sad, or when extremely happy. They appreciate it because I don't tend to give them haphazardly all year round, just on special occasions.
Lately, I want a hug, but not any kind of hug, not a motherly, friendly, or even a distant hug. I want a person to hug me. Someone who is like twice my size and strength preferably, I just want to feel vulnerable, yet impossible to break in it. Something that would be warm and full of love and emotions. I want a special kind of hug that no one I know has the ability to provide, so I keep dreaming of it. Maybe one day it might show up.
What's the point of all this, basically nothing, just a description of what a real hug in my point of view should be. Is it relatable? I am not quite sure, and I don;t really care. Will people comment on it? Again, I don't know.
Snappy believes I am weird, which is normal, but I don't think he knows about the hug-complex I am exposing. Exposing is such a fancy word, you would think I am talking about some sort of a celebrity scandal.
Peace out! H!
I have experienced a hug from a friend and it was warm, sweet, and full of care. My mom's hug was never one of those motherly hugs, it was distant. She doesn't like physical contact I believe, but that does not mean she is distant or cold. She is good. I tend to give the people I love squeezy hugs, those powerful, strong, tight hugs that knock out the breath out of them when they are sad, or when extremely happy. They appreciate it because I don't tend to give them haphazardly all year round, just on special occasions.
Lately, I want a hug, but not any kind of hug, not a motherly, friendly, or even a distant hug. I want a person to hug me. Someone who is like twice my size and strength preferably, I just want to feel vulnerable, yet impossible to break in it. Something that would be warm and full of love and emotions. I want a special kind of hug that no one I know has the ability to provide, so I keep dreaming of it. Maybe one day it might show up.
What's the point of all this, basically nothing, just a description of what a real hug in my point of view should be. Is it relatable? I am not quite sure, and I don;t really care. Will people comment on it? Again, I don't know.
Snappy believes I am weird, which is normal, but I don't think he knows about the hug-complex I am exposing. Exposing is such a fancy word, you would think I am talking about some sort of a celebrity scandal.
Peace out! H!
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