As he left he handed me a letter and said
I must not open it until he had gone...

We hugged forever as I held the unopened letter
tight in my hand.

A kiss lingered in the air.

But I did not give it and he did not take it.

But a secret kiss left my lips
and floated after him as the door closed.

As he drove away I opened the letter.
It read....



My Lovely Button... :o)

To me you will always be the breeze that picks up before a storm.
You are the 10 seconds before midnight on New Years eve.
You are the rumble on the runway before take off.
You are 'that' look before lovers kiss under the mistletoe.
You are Christmas eve when the house is finally asleep.
You are the look over the edge before a bungee jump.

You are the anticipation, the butterfly's, the wish.
You are the want... but the never have.

I will miss you..
more than I will miss Monster Munch
***
<3


He knew not to steal a kiss...
Because he knows I am saving them..

For the one who wants my storm
and my midnight
the whole holiday
and 'that' kiss
my Christmas day
and my free fall...


I will miss him longer than forever.