I woke to the sound of the winter wind raping against the frost covered windows. I looked through them and saw it was still dark out; the only light coming from the full moon. My body was bare and uncovered. In spite of this, I was not cold, for the body I lay upon kept me warm. I rubbed the side of my face on his chest and looked up at the beautiful creature that was still sound asleep. I reached up and ran my fingers through him crimson hair. His eyelids fluttered, but he didn't wake up.
A few hours ago he came back to me and took me into his arms. That night he pushed me more that ever before. I had a feeling that he might have pushed me to hard. As this thought ran across my mind, a shiver ran down my back. I pulled him close, laying my head above his heart. I was close to falling asleep when I felt fingers twirling my hair. I lifted my head and saw my companion looking down at me.
"I though you were asleep."
He put his fingers to my lips and commenced playing with my hair. I wanted this moment to go on forever, but I knew it couldn't. I looked up at him again.
"When do you have to leave?"
At this, he removed his fingers from my hair, sat himself up, and sighed.
"Oh God, Max. Don't you dare tell me tomorrow!"
When I stared at his face I could see his eyes watering. He put his hand under my chin and gave me a soft kiss. I laid down between his legs, looking up at him.
"Don't do this to me, please." As I said this I could hear my voice cracking.
"You have to understand, I'm…"
"Only trying to make the world a better place. It's always the same with you."
I turned away from him. I was trying hard to fight back the tears, but I felt a stream escape me, and land on my pillow.
"When will you understand, you are all I have left. I wouldn't know what I'd do if something happened to you; if you never cam home."
A hand caressed my back, then wrapped around my waist. I felt him lie down again and pull me closer. He rested his chin on my shoulder and his leg on mine. I could hear his heavy breathing. He then uttered three small words that meant so much to me.
"I love you."
I couldn't hold it back anymore. I put my hand on my face and cried. He moved his head so that it lay upon my face. I turned toward him and buried my face into his chest. After that moment all I could remember was the heart beat that put me to sleep. That night I had a dream. A dream that he gave me the most passionate kiss I had ever gotten. Then without warning he broke it, then whispered "Good-bye."
I awoke the next morning, alone. I realized that it wasn't a dream. It was probably the last moment I would have with my husband for months to come. Upon thinking this I screamed, feeling that my heart, my very being, was falling apart. Little did I know that something inside of me was changing…growing.