XOXO

I miss the feeling of his lips pressed to mine. The soft way he leans in, the smell of him. I imagine the way his kisses make my tummy flip flop, even after all this time. Just thinking of it, I can almost feel it. The excitement, the longing, the love. I close my eyes and he lives in my imagination, close behind the thin skin of my eyelids. I don't want to open them. I want to escape into my memories, succumb to the tingling that moves from my abdomen to rest between my legs. In my mind's eye I can almost feel his embrace. The warm envelope of my body in his. I feel small, safe, like everything is going to be ok. In my delusion I smile, lost in happiness. I will see him tonight. These things will happen for real. These feelings will overwhelm my heart. He will love me and he will be my love. Then he will turn and drive home to her, the warmth of his kiss and embrace cooling on my skin and in my heart.