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I close my eyes and remember. I close my eyes and dream.

I miss the way she smells. The way her hand fits into mine. The way our legs tangle together. I miss watching her come, and hearing her breathy noises, knowing she's close.

My hands bring my body relief while I replay scenes in my head. I lie in bed, catching my breath, and close my eyes to dream. To dream of a day when it's not my imagination, but her body against mine again.

I imagine all the ways our story could end, hoping with all my heart.