Her

  The music was too loud. Too loud, and admittedly kind of sappy.
  I was drunk again, and feeling empty. Not a particularly good combination.
  I'd just come back from the bar with friends. It's always the same. They're
so strange - I'll never understand people.
  I sat listening and feeling sorry for myself. Didn't hear her come in. My eyes closed, I
let her move her hand from my shoulder down across my chest to meet her other hand. I kept my eyes closed and felt her presence.
  I went limp, letting her cradle me. I leaned into the nape of her neck. My thoughts ceased while feeling her skin on mine. A mind at ease - at peace.
  A kiss on my head. If I returned it I wouldn't be able to stop myself. I didn't need her
sex, I just needed her, so I nuzzled a bit against her neck.
  My hand found hers.
The song ended, and I opened my eyes. I remembered the real world. No arms around me. No woman. I was alone. Probably always will be.
  Stupid fantasies.