We have no choice. We have to part.

But, in that parting, I want to leave a mark on you; an impression that will not fade easily.

This is how I want to say good-bye to you.

I want you to feel me come.

I want your fingers to be inside of me and I want to look at you looking at me as I come around them. I want to know that you feel my body grasping desperately at yours because that is how I feel about our parting. Covetous. Urgent. I want your hands to remember that feeling forever and I want my body to remember holding on to you that tightly. I want you to feel the pleasure that you made me feel and I want to walk away from you knowing that you will take that memory with you as I will take it with me.