I take one last look at the love of my life as he makes his way out of
my apartment to go see the love of HIS life. He waves me goodbye
and blows me a kiss I happily catch then I smile at his smile. It makes
my heart skip a beat and he knows it.
"Bye Nugget," he says then disappears into the night.
It's been 10 years, 8 months, 65 days and counting. He says that
I'm confused.