My skin is on fire. 

I wrote recently, "Love rules the world."

Am I sure about that?  I am driven by it.  But, is sexual attraction being confused with love?  I fear it is so.

I am blinded by the physical.  I am addicted to sex.  It's true.

I don't know what I want to do about this information. 

Time has changed since the first love affair.  Technology has evolved us at a magnificent rate.  Everything is automatic.  We don't 'wait by the phone', or court, or cherish, or make grand gestures of apology when we've fucked up.  Life, and its conveniences have changed, but love never changed.  Love has been operating the same since day one. It's us that changed the rules in Love, as if we have that power.  We changed how we want to fall in love, but Love doesn't care... She is unmoved by our musings. 

I need you to know... I don't blame you.  I am not angry with you.  Perhaps... Perhaps because I'm only found sexy when I REALLY look at someone and maybe I stopped looking at you... REALLY looking at you, perhaps I destroyed it.  Perhaps you aren't at fault... At least not solely.  I need you to know this.  In the interest of honesty, with which I'm highly interested, I need you to know that it is not your fault alone.

We can blame Mother Nature.  There is no one else.