tell me what that means.

 

4.4.18

I can spend my night with someone great. 
I can laugh, smile, tell stories, genuinely bond with someone. 
But when I leave, when I get home and under the covers, you’re always the only person I want to be laying next to. 
Your chest is the only one I want to rest my head against. 

We’re not that similar.
You probably won’t come camping with me. 
What’s the longest you’ve gone without your cell phone?
You sleep with other women. 
What’s your relationship like with your family?

Somehow I’m still more happy and comfortable with you than most people. 
I don’t know what that means. 
Tell me what that means.