Stolen Moments

(The views of a Lover)

I open my eyes to catch a glimpse before you go. But to my surprise, you still lie next to me... sleeping peacefully. I turn toward you, listening to your soft low breathing. Oh how I wish I got to see this every morning. I place my hand on your cheek... the stubble rough against my hand. A smile appears on your lips and my heart flutters. Gradually your eyes open, revealing those pools of green. You pull me close and a fire ignites deep within me. Skin to skin... Chest to breast... Our lips are moving fast. We know that we only have this moment, which never seems to last. You scramble to your feet and whisper those three awful words. It is like a sour taste in my mouth that never seems to go away. I watch you place the silver band on the finger... closest to your heart. It reminds me that I can never truly have you to myself. I wipe away a few stray tears as you walk out the door. Your goodbyes are bittersweet, but I know that I get to hear them once more.