I just realised you were just like Emma in Blue is the Warmest Colour. Charismatic, wild, sweet, smart, and unattainable.

I just realised, the last time we made love, first after a long while, you told me you loved me and I told you I love you too. It was a magical moment. I miss you.

Your amazing body above me, juice dripping from your sweet pussy, drinking your juices… You were incredible and so giving. I miss being around you and it was just two evenings, just one night. Making you come was one of the best things. Made me happy. When you were giving me pleasure and just came in the middle of doing that because it was making you happy to make me happy, that was when I realised that I’ve been with the wrong people. Realising that there is someone out there who is like me, enjoying giving the other pleasure so intensely that they come from it… It was very powerful. Thank you. I’m so happy I spent that time with you.

I loved your art projects, you know. The way you looked at what’s around you. The way you loved your cat. Funny, kind. It’s weird because you called me generous, and I thought it was you who was generous. Letting me peek into your strange little world. I watched a film afterwards, I felt like I can take something more difficult, and I saw I, Daniel Blake. I didn’t know but it was the one you described, about the heart attack and the guy being denied benefits. It was by Ken Loach, who you recommended me, something I found out only after I saw the film. It reminded me of the coincidence of The Blowup, our walk in the park. I thought about writing you then, that this is weird, but maybe it wasn’t weird. Maybe you gave me the space to take on a film that’s more difficult to watch. It’s been a while I saw something that difficult. Thank you. I miss you.