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     The smell of the ocean was intoxicating.  I can't remember a time where I felt happier.  Standing on the bow of the ship, I held the rails while feeling the gentle waves rock me into a trance. I closed my eyes and leaned back on his strong yet comforting chest.  He wrapped his strong arms around my waist and put his head on top of mine.  I opened my eyes and could see the deep red and purple sun being swallowed by the distant waters.  I never knew I could ever feel this way.  There were so many emotions coursing through my veins, I was not sure if this was even real.  I wanted to stay like this for the rest of my life, but I knew it had to end.  He was just 17 and I was leaving tomorrow.  I was leaving for the rest of my life, never to come back.  Never to come back to a past that I wanted to leave out in the ocean to drift as far from my mind as possible. Too many memories, memories that that hurt me to the very core of my being.  For now, though, he and I are the only two people on the entire planet as long as we are on this ship.  He took his hand and brushed my soft dirty blonde hair away from my cheek with the back of his hand and tenderly kissed my cheek.  I loved Michael so much it hurt.  Every time he touched me I felt weak.  When he looked into my eyes I felt as if he could see through to the deepest part of my soul.  He knew me better than anyone, and he is the only one I ever let through my defenses.  I was completely vulnerable and open when I was with him.  It is going to rip my soul in two when I tell him I have to leave.  I don't want to go.  I want to stay with him for the rest of my life, but I have no choice.  I slowly turn around and gaze into his beautiful, loving brown eyes.  I rest my palms on his chest and he stares down at me with this sexy yet quirky grin he always give me when he knows I am about to say something.  I can't tell him now...I just can't.  I will just drink up the moment and see where it takes us.  He took my face in his hands, slowly bent down, and his soft lips brushed against mine then he pulled away, ever so slightly.  I leaned up, to feel his kiss that is so full of emotion and passion, and he just brushed his lips against mine again and continued to tease me.  He stopped, looked at me with that grin, took my hand and led me to a secluded part of the deck...away from all the passengers and the noise that I was now noticing, away from it all.  This is what I had been waiting for, to be alone with him.  We had made love numerous times before this cruise, but this time was different.  I knew what it meant to me, to us, because this time would be the last.  A tear began to roll down my cheek.  He noticed and stopped.  He didn't even say one word, he just brushed the tear away and gave me a look to let me know everything was going to be okay, that he would not let anyone or anything hurt me.  While inside, I knew it was going to be the other way around.  I was going to hurt him and he didn't even know it was coming.