I guess this is more a confession rather than a fantasy but......she invades my dreams many many times. Perhaps you have a confession to make to someone as well. Here's mine......
I miss you. Your touch. Your scent. Your laugh.
I still love you. Though it's different now, I know for a fact, it is still love.
What happened, had to happen. We had to grow. We needed to grow. Sadly, apart, was the only way to grow.
I don't regret my choices since then. I love my wife. Getting married to "her", as you would say, has been the greatest decision I've ever made in this life.
But I know I still love you.
The dreams. Oh, the dreams.
Beside you again. Inside you again.
That sacred gift that we first shared with one another. So long, with only each other, was that gift shared.
Devouring "me", as you once did. Chills down my spine.
I love you....but it's different now.