Yesterday, we fucked... 
It's been quite sometimes that we "forget" to do so... She's a social worker for , so much dedicated in helping that stress builds up easily. My job is quite boring, and I'm not really in a "good period". But yesterday evening we fucked like we used to.   I often feel like I broke something, that I unintentionally send some messages that prohibit her to get at me. I also often feel like she's escaping me, that it's not the right time, that she got a headache, that she's too angry or stressed out to think about it. But yesterday, although she claimed she was tired and having a headache, one sentence just made us fuck each other: "- It depends, if you wanna play [video games] or not tonight - well, it actually depends if YOU wanna play or not tonight...". She did want, and so I was.
No matter I never doubted how much I love her, I forgot how much I also love to fuck her. She climbed on me, we kissed each other while that smile of her stayed put. My hands being cold, I was frustrated not to be able to touch her that much. But things heated up rather quickly, just had the time to closes the curtains, she was half naked on the sofa. 
Although we too often forgot to fuck for a couple of months, she says she loves to fuck with me, and I deeply love it too. Dunno why we forgot to fuck more often, wondering why probably blinds us: it does not need much to simply do it more often. Maybe we won’t forget anymore, maybe I should do something about it, maybe she should too, but the most important is we fucked each other yesterday, and felt asleep for a while, still "connected".