Yes, I'm a guy, and I miss holding on to a soft, female body. I sometimes find myself wanting to hug my wife, like earlier today, but I don't. Don't ask, it's a long story. But I did have a five year, online affair, which many of my EP friends know about. Unfortuneately, she passed away some time ago. I never got to meet her in person, to feel her soft touch, to smell her perfumed body, to kiss her. Life can be extremely unfair, as I've come to learn to my regret. But I haven't given up on finding true love again. I sometimes take the cynical view that true love is merely a state of mind; a self-delusion that we produce in order to satisfy an inate human need for love and companionship. I'm not so arrogant as to claim that I know it does or doesn't exist. When we lose a loved one, are we sorry that they, personally are gone, or are we sorry for ourselves, that we don't have them around anymore? I'd like to think that we are sorry the person is gone, because we love them, and wish them to be back amongst the living. As to my deceased friend. I often wish that she were alive again, even if we never meet at all. I think you could call that love.