"If tomorrow was today then we could repeat this moment for the rest of our lives and I promise that I would never get tired of it. I'll never get tired of you, Julian."

Were the last words I said to him as I watched him drift off into sleep. He was turned towards me with his face of peace. Lips parted open slightly and eyes gently shut.

I reached my hand out and started to caress his cheek. I then started to trace my hand over his ears, his nose and his lips. I touched him as soft as I could so I didn't wake him. I then kissed his forehead, his nose and then his lips.

I didn't want to forget his face, his taste, his scent, his sound and the feeling of his skin. I didn't want to forget him. I wasn't going to forget him but I had to go. My phone rang and I turned to my side to answer.

"Hello?"

"Where are y-"

Why did I answer? I thought. I just hung up and groaned as I stretched. I got out of bed and started to put my clothes on. My eyes never left Julian and if they did it was only for a moment. I was really going to miss him.

I noticed that when I got up that I left some blankets off Julian and he was shivering so I tucked him in and placed a warm kiss on his forehead.

I didn't want that to be goodbye but it had to be. I couldn't stay with him even though I wanted to. Even though, my happiness lied with him in that bed.

I knew that as I made my way to his door that the tape labeled, "Today," would replay those events from beginning to end and repeat tomorrow. I couldn't do it.

My hand grasped the door handle and it couldn't stop shaking, I was crying. Probably the hardest and quietest I have ever done. It was like I was being poisoned---silently dying and Julian had no clue that he was my antidote.

I checked the time and it was 11:59. Our day was officially coming to an end. So by midnight, I was gone.