I remember how you would dig your fingernails into the mattress and how your hands would shake when you were coming. How I used to pull out your hair in mats and just let it fall beside us. I remember the smell and the noises and I remember every moment of joy, excitement and ecstasy. And now you’re gone and I don’t think I can live without you. It’s not just the sex although that is helpful…I love you. Yes… I love you.