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With her laying back against my arm, wrapped around her in a final embrace, I took in the lines of her face as she drifted to sleep. Gently, I stroked her hair with the tips of my fingers. Down, around her little ears, then tracing the line of her jaw to her neck. Then I ran my finger-tips down her throat, and into the hollow of her chest. She looked up at me then, curious, and pulled me into a kiss. I slowly brought my hands back up, and held her in that kiss.
In that moment, the power of our love washed away the past, and there was only us. Together in our lonelyness, our minds wrapped around each other, becoming one for that moment. We could see inside each other, and it brought us closer together, essence touching essence.
Where before the touch of others had felt like a violation, I instead welcomed her into myself. As we kissed, our minds joined into a dance that only true love knows the steps to. Then, as we seperated... I felt a hole grow within me. In her eyes, I saw the truth, and the hole grew wider. I took my arm away from her, then, and lowered my head.
As I walked away, the past became the future, and all hope fell away. All that I had hoped was a dream became all to real, and all that I dreamed was real stayed locked in my mind. I don't know where I'm going now, but I walk forever onward. This lonely path doesn't accompany two, and it stretches before me. There is no home at the end, for my home is nowhere, lost in a memory of what could have been.
-kyle