Letters To My Marine

"Don't go.." I said lowly my voice cracking.

My face was buried in his chest inhaling his scent one last time for another 3 years.

I couldn't look up at him. I'll break down and I don't cry. I hate it.

He lifts my chin up and his soft brown eyes meet mine. I feel my eyes water up. He softly kisses my lips and that's when tears fall out of my eyes.

They don't stream because I won't dare let people see me like that but yes a couple tears come out.

When he looks at me he kisses all of my tears away and licks his lips. Scrunching up his nose he said "mm salty." I let out a giggle.

"Music to my ears." he said smiling down at me. We stay in each others until they call his flight number. I hang on tighter, kiss him rougher, inhale his sent deeper, until he finally disappears through that door.

I felt a couple more tears fall out. I felt lost. I felt like a little girl who had just lost her teddy bear. Not wanting any other bear. Just that one.

That's what he is to me. A bear. All mean and scary on the outside but when it comes to me he's soft and cuddley.

I finally find the will to peel my eyes off of that damn door and walk away.

I zip up my blue hoodie and put the good on. I take out my phone and start blasting my music. I walk away with my head down my ombré hair shielding my face.

When I finally get to my car I sigh.

I'm going home. Alone.