Tonight is just like every other night of the week. We have spent our time together and now you must go home. Then tell me, why does tonight feel different? Why do I feel like crying because you couldn’t stay with me? We can’t spend the night wrapped in each others arms, lulled to sleep by the sound of our steady breathing. Instead you must watch my face disappear in the rearview mirror, as we say our goodbyes for the night with one final soft, sweet kiss….