Missing the Intimacy

It's been six months since Jamie and I decided to be just friends. We were together for years, but things changed naturally as life pulled us in different directions. Being with him was always great, but I miss the physical connection we had. Last night, I found myself craving that closeness again so badly that I went over to his place without any warning. He looked surprised but didn't say no when I kissed him and touched him like I used to. We ended up making love on his bed, our bodies moving in a familiar rhythm, skin against skin, the sounds of pleasure filling the room. It felt so good, yet it was bittersweet, knowing we were just living out an old memory rather than building something new together. Afterward, we talked about how things could never be what they once were and that this was probably our goodbye to each other as lovers.