Affection

I'm scared that I'm going to explode.
I don't know how those people do it. Those people, that are single for years on end, BY CHOICE. Like, they're totally fine without a significant other. That may sound desperate from me, but I don't think it is. It's not like I go out looking for a boyfriend. I go out looking for affection, most of the time I just wanna hold your god damned hand.
Then I landed this amazing and absolutely killer gorgeous boyfriend.
Now I don't know what to do with myself. I still long for affection, to hold hands, to have tickle fights (where I will lose), to share inside jokes with that person, to have him caress my jawline ever so gently...am I getting carried away?
Anyways, you get the idea.

It really hasn't been that long...AT ALL, since I had physical affection. I mean, just yesterday Robert and I had a part cuddle/part tickle session on the love sack. (And I wonder why people think we have a thing....DUR) and before that, I was dating that complete douche bag asshole shit bag. But there was affection in that relationship for sure. Lots of cuddling.

Is it possible to be addicted to cuddling? I feel like I am. I feel like if I don't have someone holding me every now and then, that I will just cease my grip on reality. I know. I'm strange.