Curled up, warm fuzzies

I am not a warm fuzzy person by nature. No, indeed, I am not. In fact, I would consider myself rather cold and somewhat removed from people I meet. I distain a lot of people (closet elitist) and have a hard time reigning in my distain when those people are foolish.

Then, I curl up in bed with my boyfriend and turn into a warm fuzzy pile of emotion. I want to be soft and available, and I feel his chest rise and fall while he runs his fingers through my soft hair, and I breathe. How I feel makes me want to continue falling down this rabbit hole.