Prologue of ... Well I Don't Have a Title Yet

I kissed him slowly, because I knew it would be the last time I would kiss him. I knew it would be the last time that we held each other. And as I broke the kiss to lean back and look into his eyes, I had to choke back tears. Because I knew this would be the last time I would see those beautiful golden brown eyes look into mine.

I turned away, and after mumbling a quick "goodbye", I ran away to my car. I couldn't let him see my tears. I had to be strong. I had to let him think I didn't care at all. That was my only way I knew how to protect him. But as I climb into my car, I feel my heartbreak, and I feel the tears stream down my face.

My lips still tingled, as did my arms. And I found myself wondering how on earth I was ever going to forget his golden brown eyes. I found myself wondering how I was going to go to sleep every night without hearing him telling me he loved me and that he wanted me to have a good nights sleep.

Try as I may, I knew I would never forget him. I could not... would not... forget that crooked smile. That same old laugh. The one that made the butterflies in my stomach happy... No matter what came along, who came along, he would always be in my heart. And no one could change that.