text: I still remember the last time I saw you. Do you remember that day? It was almost the end of August. The leaves were starting to change colour and the weather was starting to cool down. You walked into my office around 3 in the afternoon like you owned the place wearing that royal blue shirt that you knew I loved along with faded jeans. You flopped onto my office chair and promptly started apologizing for being late as you were held up at work. We talked while I continued to finish my work. At 5 I locked the door to my office and turning around I saw you standing by the passenger door of your car holding the door open for me to climb in. Who knew the smallest gesture could mean so much? After you got in we were on our way. We had movie tickets and dinner reservations for that evening. During the drive you unconsciously reached over to grab my hand, put it on top of the transmission shifter and covered it with your own hand opting to drive with one hand rather than letting my hand go. Once we reached the theatre you killed the engine and got out of the car to come and open my door again. After I climbed out you leaned in and whispered “You look amazing.” Smiling from ear to ear I stood on my tiptoes to give you a quick kiss. I was wearing a black simple dress and three inch open toed heels on my feet. I always loved that you were taller than me even when I was wearing heels. I loved that I could rest my head on your chest when we hugged. Your height was definitely a reason I was attracted to you in the first place. Grabbing my hand once again you led me into the theatre and directly to Theatre 8. We found seats all the way at the top and got comfortable. You did not let go of my hand once during the whole process. Not during the movie. Not during the walk back to the car. And not during the drive to the restaurant. Conversation flowed so easily between us. It always had. I remember you taking off your jacket and placing it around my shoulders as the cold wind hit us when we stepped out of the restaurant. Not wanting to leave each other’s company we chose to aimlessly drive around for a while talking about work, friends, movies. Anything that came to mind. We finally reached my place just before midnight and I remember you whining about me going on vacation for a week. You were upset I was leaving but simultaneously happy that I was getting a chance to let loose. I didn’t see the need to say see you when I get back. I thought that was a given. I kissed you goodbye before getting out of the car. I didn’t turn around to wave goodbye as u drove away. But now I wish I did. Little did I know that kiss was the last time I ever kissed you. Little did I know that night was the last time I ever saw you.