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find the honesty, trust, and love they had found. Dwelling on it was pointless, so she got up and walked to the bathroom. He was waiting. Playful touches and giggles continued as steam filled the room.
Too soon, the shower was over and with it their dance. Finished dressing, she leaned over where he was sitting on the bed putting on his socks.
"Kiss me," she flirted. "I have to go now."
He just looked up and finished slipping on his shoes. Standing to his feet, and wrapping his arms around her, he finally knew what she had known all along; she was leaving. Softly he kissed her lips.
"I love you," she said.
"Don't say that."
Pulling his face back to her and forcing him to look her in the she insisted, "Well, I do, and I don't want you to forget. eye, She turned and headed toward the door. Tears were rushing through her face and she could not let him see them. No matter how much it hurt, she would leave with a smile, because she needed him to know that she knew she would be okay.
Sitting in her car, she looked up once more at the most beautiful face she would ever see. Still wet, his hair was falling in curls onto his forehead. He was grinning.
"What," she wondered.
Almost as if he had to, "I'll call you.”
She just smiled. "Someday."
"Yeah, someday." He was sincere.
Leaning over one last time, they kissed. More than anything she wanted to grab him and never let go. Then, more than ever, she knew she had no choice. Both smiling, he stepped away and she shut the door. So many times she had done this. Could she follow through today? Of course, she could, because today she was ready. Today she would commit love's most selfless act: letting go.
As she left the driveway, he waved. Waving back, she smiled, "I love you, and I always will."
Meditation
Nallely Ortega
Too soon, the shower was over and with it their dance. Finished dressing, she leaned over where he was sitting on the bed putting on his socks.
"Kiss me," she flirted. "I have to go now."
He just looked up and finished slipping on his shoes. Standing to his feet, and wrapping his arms around her, he finally knew what she had known all along; she was leaving. Softly he kissed her lips.
"I love you," she said.
"Don't say that."
Pulling his face back to her and forcing him to look her in the she insisted, "Well, I do, and I don't want you to forget. eye, She turned and headed toward the door. Tears were rushing through her face and she could not let him see them. No matter how much it hurt, she would leave with a smile, because she needed him to know that she knew she would be okay.
Sitting in her car, she looked up once more at the most beautiful face she would ever see. Still wet, his hair was falling in curls onto his forehead. He was grinning.
"What," she wondered.
Almost as if he had to, "I'll call you.”
She just smiled. "Someday."
"Yeah, someday." He was sincere.
Leaning over one last time, they kissed. More than anything she wanted to grab him and never let go. Then, more than ever, she knew she had no choice. Both smiling, he stepped away and she shut the door. So many times she had done this. Could she follow through today? Of course, she could, because today she was ready. Today she would commit love's most selfless act: letting go.
As she left the driveway, he waved. Waving back, she smiled, "I love you, and I always will."
Meditation
Nallely Ortega