Missing you

One desert, one merciless sun, one long road and one love. Ours. Yours and mine. The one that is no more.

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It was the hottest day in July so far. The air was dry and my body needed water. We had to save it. Ten minutes ago, we had passed that “Last gas station for the next 75 miles” sign, the one you made fun of. You couldn’t get over the half-naked guy holding as many water containers as he possibly could. “And that’s supposed to be attractive,” you said and drove past him. Remember?

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I had my window open; the wind was blowing straight into my face, tousling my curls. I didn’t care. Something else was on my mind. You. I felt your hand cross the air from the wheel to my leg; it went slowly down until it reached my knee and then stopped gently. I shivered inside.

Have you been thinking about me all this time? I have. Your eyes were glued to the road ahead, but I was sure your mind was somewhere else. I turned to my left and slid my look from your hair, to your eyes, to the drops of sweat rolling down your cheeks, to your lips. Everything about you made me go crazy. You moved your hand up my leg again and held tighter when you got to my thigh. I want you so bad, I thought. All I could think of was pull over and get all over me.

That much we wanted each other back then. Remember?

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I took your hand in mine and pressed it against my lips. Your face twitched with pleasure. You wanted more. Just like the night before when you held me in your strong arms, kissed me as if it was the last time we’d ever kiss, made love to me as if I was the only woman left on earth… And then you simply let me sleep by your side.

“I love you,” your words echoed in my head.

I breathed in your scent and listened to your heartbeat next to mine moments before I closed my eyes.

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The car began to slow down; I could feel your fingers on my neck. Seconds turned into minutes as the adrenaline threatened to take the best of me…The rest is blurry. The car, the windows, the wind and the sand. The heat and the sweat. The passion and the love. You don't remember, do you?

It was all there, and it still is. In the past. We were but we are not anymore. Nothing else has changed, but us.

I miss the desert, I miss the sun…the wind, the sand and the endless road. But most of all, I miss you. The way you touched, kissed, shook with pleasure…the way you held tight. I miss your eyes, I miss your smile, your hair and your smell. I miss your lips. Your love.

The one that is no more.