The Kiss...

My heart lay broken. Pieces to small to hope to put together again. When she said those words yesterday, it felt like the weight of the world had just crashed down on me. When she left for her trip last week the last thing she did before leaving was to give me a kiss. I didn't know it would be the last kiss.

It's only been a week be I already miss so much. I miss the feel of her skin. It's soft like a new baby. I miss her smile. A smile that made me smile even in my darkest times. I miss her eyes. The first time I really saw the moon the way that she sees it was in the reflection of her eyes. I miss her touch. A touch that can tame the most angry of beast. And I miss her kiss. The kiss that said I love you, even if she says she doesn't feel it anymore. A kiss that always said that everything would be alright. A kiss so simple that it was like a fawn. So sweet and tender, but never there long enough. God will I miss her kiss...

K. Remember, you are My Heart, My Soul, My life, and My Love.

T.