Not many people get the chance to know exactly when their last kiss with another person is. I did. I knew that it was coming. It was coming because I asked for it. But, it didn't make it any easier. These final kisses were truly her just going through the motions. I wondered about when her last meaningful kiss with me was. I know that she can't pinpoint it, so I didn't ask.
From here on, things change. She leaves town for three weeks and I move into the guestroom. When she returns, we will file paperwork and be roommates for two weeks. Then I move out.
Oh the times, they are a-changing...
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