Came to fuck ⇐ And sex was so close...

[Anonymous]

A story told by a bedmate in a psychiatric hospital.
In her words.
.... I broke up with my fucker when I was 22 it was a year ago. We seemed to live normally, but we were amorous morons.
He met another girl and fucked her. I got really fucked up about this.
I went to the kitchen one night to wash the dishes. And suddenly I feel with my back that he is standing behind me, I even smell him. I turn my head, and there’s a shadow standing behind me.
I was very freaked out and pissed. I left the dishes, turned off the water and went to bed. And this creature lay down next to me. She hugged me, and lay there for a long time with her eyes closed, pissing herself, listening to all the rustles. But it was quiet.
The next day I found out that my ex had died of pneumonia.
Before his death he didn’t say anything and didn’t ask to see me.[/i]