Her

God, how long has it been since I've held you in my arms? I thought, once, that if I didn't see a person for a certain amount of time, I'd forget what they looked like, their image distorted in my mind's eye. But I haven't. Not you. I remember every curve of your body, every nuance of your face, every intoxicating scent, every taste that I've ever had of you, the way your flesh yields to my touch. . .

I dreamt about you, last night. We were together, and I had my arm around you, and everything was alright with the world. Why can't we have that in this world, in this life? I don't want to have to wait until the next life to find you again. I want here, and now, to hold in my arms forever until the end of the universe, and into the next one.

I want to drink you in, to move my hands over your body, to slide my fingers across your silken skin. I want--no, I NEED to once again experience how it feels to press my body into yours until we meld into one. I ache with every fiber of my being for it. For you...

Do you remember how we'd sit out in my car, listening to music, not saying a word, because not a word needed to be spoken for us to understand each other? I died the day you spoke to me, and was reborn over and over again in your presence.

You made me a man anew. I'm forever who I am because of you. You are the best part of me, forever and always, and I will always cherish you for that. I still need you, you know. I'll always be missing that part of me that made me a whole person, a complete man. You are that piece, and if I never see you again, I'll never see that piece of me either.

You said that I would find another, that there's always someone else for a person, that there's never just the one. But how can that be? You are exactly shaped to fit the final piece of the puzzle that is me. Other women aren't shaped like you, and therefore won't fit exactly.

But I've tried. It hasn't worked, so far. There have been the many, but you are the one. I have searched the sea the world over, but there has never been a fish like you.

Please, come back to me. I already love you more than I have ever loved any other. I will continue to love you beyond this realm. If you ever had any love more me at all, any hope for Us, please love me again...

Love, Me