As decided the night prior, this was to be the final time of us seeing each other. I stared down at her face and ran my finger on her freckles trying to carve the letter "S" on her cheek. She was still asleep, still full with red wine from last night. I decided to memorize her body, her smell. I sniffed her hair and they smelled like wild berries. Her pink little lips looked soft and lovely, I was tempted to kiss them but decided not to. I had lost all my rights. She moaned and twisted a little as I lifted the sheet off to memorize her body which looked bleak under the white sheet except for her pink little nipples. I don't remember the last time I'd cried but I was getting pretty close when it dawned upon me that every relationship in this world was based upon some sort of fib, which was beyond me. Since I'm from the world and not the other way around, I had to abide by it's rule no matter how shitty. I got off the bed to the table at the end of it, scribbled a goodbye note.Tore the paper off the pad,balled it and tossed it into the bin. I didn't want to leave her with hopes, it would have been both selfish and wrong.