You held me for the last time today and kissed my lips with that soft gentle kiss. My lips linger there longer then usual remembering, remembering the tenderness of your lips and the taste of your breathe, all these things that would have to last in my memory until you returned. I stood there alone in a crowd waving to you as you climbed on that bus. I did not shed a tear which was the hardest thing for me to do my love, but my last words to you were I PROMISE! I promise to be strong for you ...