Insomnia

I can't sleep. I can only think. I remember the last time I saw you and what you said to me. I replay those words in my head over and over like some mix tape under scrutiny for words, meaning, nuances. Any bit of hidden emotion I can glean I do.
I can't sleep. I can only think. I remember walking away with tears in my eyes, but you pulled me back. And when a tear did finally fall, you quickly wiped it away and with a sad smile you whispered, "Don't cry."
I can't sleep. I can only think. I am enveloped in your scent. You permeated my skin and brain and now all I can smell is you. I remember how your shirt felt against my skin as you held me. I remember how your fingers gently ran up and down my spine. I remember thinking that this was the hardest thing that I ever had to do in my life.
I can't sleep. I can only think. I remember pulling away and looking at you as if to memorize every detail of your characteristic face. The dimples that danced when you smiled. The eyes that looked at me as if I were the only woman in the world. The lips that kissed me sometimes softly and sometimes with a force that astonished me.
I then picked up my bags and walked through the airport entrance to board the plane that would take me to another place and time, to another, to a different dream and reality, knowing fully well I had left a huge chunk of my heart with you.

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