She looks so broken, I don’t want to hurt her more.

I freeze when I come face to face with a naked man’s chest. Why does this keep happening to me? Trying to keep my eyes averted from his very naked lower regions, I look up.

He runs his hands up my back and into my hair, pulling me closer. I lose myself in the feel of his body against mine and the way his soft lips coax mine to life....

Please don’t forget me, don’t let me fade away… I was here, I lived, and I loved…