Getting left behind and getting locked out would of been horrible if it had been any other night, but I got to spend time with you. Time with you was all I had wanted for awhile. We sat in your car and talked and watched the sunrise. You rested your head in my lap for awhile while I scratched your head. I laid on you for awhile and you stroked my arm and then my face. We just talked and talked, like old days. Like the best friends we used to be. When I could finally get into my apartment, you came with me and we held onto each other like we were trying to make up for lost time. You mumbled “I love you” a few times through out the morning, and the last time I heard the words I cried. You wiped away the tears and I just smiled and we laughed. We just laid there feeding off each other’s comfort for awhile and then you left. Even if I call it closure I’m glad we spent that time together.