What was that song you always played? I can’t remember only that it sounded so good I was even slightly aware of the groove while deep inside you
Blah,Blah,Blah?… something like that. Whenever I hear it now I think of you and our little deaths. and you probably remember how I used to make you sore. On top of you. lost in it, forcing you through the mattress fabric and springs to the floor buried in the earth so no one could find us.