People have mixed opinions about rebound sex, rebound relationships, and pretty much anything involving someone rebounding from a failed romance. Some see it as a crutch or a band-aid. In some cases, it is. I’ve known people who coped with a breakup by hooking up with the first person who smiled at them. I’m not saying it was healthy or unhealthy, but it wasn’t a strong foundation for a relationship.
As flawed as the concept might be at times, I think there’s something deeper to it. I believe that a rebound relationship, or just rebound sex, can foster genuine intimacy. When you break it down, the whole concept only exists because of the human need for intimacy. A breakup can be very painful for some people. I’ve experienced it before. I know that feeling of isolation and heartbreak.
To some extent, those feelings only motivate us even more to seek out new intimacy. Granted, people tend to seek it for the wrong reasons, especially when they’re heartbroken and not thinking straight. That doesn’t make the feelings they experience from that intimacy any less genuine. Human connection is a powerful thing and I think people on the rebound know that better than most.
I believe that kind of connection warrants a place among my Daily Sexy Musings. While it may not foster the kind of epic romance that makes its way into my novels, I believe it can create a unique connection for those who feel vulnerable. Intimacy comes in many forms. Regardless of which ones we glorify in romance, the feeling can be just as powerful.
My heart is broken.
My soul is scarred.
My life is falling apart.
I need something and someone, if only to keep my world intact.
It all happened so fast. One day, I was with someone I loved and cherished. Then, it all came crashing down. It’s still a blur, the shock that became anguish and the anguish that became loneliness. I didn’t know if it would ever stop.
Then, I found you. Whether by fate or chance, our paths crossed. I was in desperate need. I reached out and you embraced me. I was at my worst, but you saw what I could be. You took a chance on me and I wanted it to feel worthwhile. Anyone else could put in the effort, but only I had the incentive.
At my weakest, you made me feel strong again.
At my lowest, you helped me rise.
At my saddest, you made me smile.
At the end of one love, you gave me hope for another.
I try not to think or overthink. Everything is still so raw. Nothing beyond the next sunrise is certain. Everything still feels tentative and fleeting, but I don’t want to let go. Moreover, I want to give you a reason to hold on with me.
Alone, I could only ever lament. That’s not what I need or want. I’ve shed my tears and swallowed my lumps. I’m ready to pick up the pieces of my heart and soul. I could do it alone, but I’d rather not. I’d rather have someone like you.
Together, we can build a new love.
Together, a loss feels like a gain.
Together, a broken heart feels like a temporary wound.