Drabble #12: Have I ever told you how I feel?

“Have I ever told you how I feel?” she asked without subtlety.

“Not sure. Maybe. How do you feel?”

“Intensely,” she spoke as she felt. “It was a pleasure kissing you.”

“I wish I could be around long enough to fall in love with you,” he said seconds before he did. As he looked at her the moment became a memory. She was LA and he was leaving.

He left with a fragment of an ideal. As much as he would never forget, it would never be enough. Goodbye girl, goodbye love, goodbye LA. Hope to return sometime, someday, someway.