Evernear!

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Since his muscles felt weak, I began missing the strength in asking for a scalp massage. Not because I thought I wouldn’t get it, but because I didn’t want to risk the emotion it might stir in him. He wouldn’t express it openly, but I could sense the subtle weight in his words, the quiet way he missed those cozy moments we shared.

We had built a rhythm, engaged in small but meaningful habits of self-care or rather, caring for each other and I missed that deeply. The simple things that surrounded us had became practices that nurtured our bond, extending our time together with giggles and effortless boundaries.

Today, it felt strange when she touched my scalp, trying to create that “customer satisfaction” ambience. A brief flashback distracted me and nudged me to ask for a little more. She was time-bound and couldn’t understand the reason behind my request, but I realized something: even though the process was the same, the fingers were different. The pressure, the comfort, the pleasure - it wasn’t anything same.





... pausing it here as I walk deep down the memory lane... 

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