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I felt like I had tossed and turned all night with our last kiss replaying in my head on a loop. I felt squeamish and giddy, my whole body filled with flutters every time I thought of our kiss.

The next morning I felt like an exhausted mess from the lack of sleep I had gotten. Wes and I were acting as if it never happened, neither one of us saying a thing about it.

Wes looked like he had no intention of bringing up which made me keep quiet myself, not wanting to bring something up that Wes wasn't even thinking about.

I had said that it was our last night being a couple so it made sense to seal it all with one last kiss for everyone to see.

It just didn't feel like it was for show. It felt like it was more, something so much more. Filled with so much passion and affection that it literally felt like it had taken all my oxygen away.

Goodbyes with my mother were very quick, like expected. My father on the other hand seemed much more relaxed than usual. He actually seemed a little sad to