Who would have known this would happen.

When we make love together, it’s a ride. We’ve said that. We have. Do you see what I just did there? Have you noticed that we have developed our own cadence in our conversations? We don’t do it all the time. We don’t. But it’s something we do. We tend to do it when we are being affectionate. We do it two places especially: on the phone and in bed.

Anyway, as I was saying, when we make love together, it’s a ride. There are many different tempos, vibes. I can remember how your face looks above me with the light casting different shadows and highlights as we work our way all around whatever bed we are calling our own for the next day, half day, few hours, last minute, final moment.

My feelings surrounding your impact on my life are another ride. Two things: I feel them when you’re gone and I never feel anything about you that isn’t coming from the fact that i care about you so deeply. I feel so good that I get worked up and then it’s everything everywhere at once. And then I calm down. I do. It’s just I get scared sometimes. And that’s okay. Do you hear that? That’s the cadence again. I can hear it in the voice I write in. I wonder if you hear it too.