The Night Before You Left

The night before you left the country to visit your parents,
We said our goodbye’s with warm, lasting hugs and kisses.
I remember your joy at going to see your parents
And how you told me that you were going to miss me. 
I, too, felt the joy, and the pain at your leaving.
Your body smelled like a bouquet of flowers,
So fresh, inviting, and real.
But there was no invitation for now,
Just sad departure. 
We kissed one final time,
Then I walked to my car
And made the long drive home,
Feeling your kisses on my mouth
Still lingering on my lips,
And the warmth of your touch
Still tingling on my body. 
I felt like a youth again,
Having just made out with you,
And I wondered helplessly how I was going to
Endure our three weeks apart.

The night before you left the country,
You told me you loved me,
And I told you I loved you, too…