Why Did You Go Away?

I was left sitting on the ground thinking about that kiss and how many times I had done the same thing to him in the safety of our apartment. Or how many times he'd done the same thing to me when I'd go on a rant about how I deserved to be in the Army as much as he did and other injustices in our world. He would kiss me and say, "You can't fix everything, though God knows you try."
I missed those rude interruptions.

It wasn't our first - far from it - but I had no idea it was going to be our last kiss. I would've pulled him back in; I would've made him stay if I had known.