Sex, again.

THE BOYFRIEND is down in Fort Lauderdale now.  Left early this morning.  He's doing better now, though.  Eating a little bit at a time, but still not sleeping much. 

Last night, we had sex for the first time in a long time, even though he is still weak.  Well, long for the two of us.  He woke me up while I was sleeping and started caressing me and kissing me.  I was not awake yet at all, so my part in all of this was drowsy and seemed like a dream.  Still not sure if it was a dream or not.  I remember once he was in me, I got very passionate and almost forceful.  I gave him this very deep and passionate kiss that I got so drunk from.  I can't remember if it was quick or not, but either way it still felt like I was made for him, and he was made for me.  Afterwards, he told me he was sorry for waking me up.  I just mumbled something at him and drifted off to sleep again. 

I already miss him, and hope that he comes back to me soon, completely healed and well.  I want to have proper sex with him again.  When it lasts even after we are finished.  When it aches for days afterwards.  Most importantly, when both of us are awake and can remember it in it's entirety.