Sam and Lisa fell asleep spooning in her bed. Lisa decided that she would take what she could get whenever and for however long she could get it. She knew Sam felt something deeply for her but wasn't sure it would be enough to keep him with her forever.
The following morning Lisa awoke to the aroma of coffee-just what she would love to do each and every morning. She looked on Sam's side of the bed and of course he was gone, and a folded-up piece of paper lay on his pillow where his head had recently laid. She reached for the paper and read the hurtful words:
Can't stay, gotta go. I'll be in touch.
Sincerely,
Sam.
Lisa burst into tears. He could have kissed her good-bye, brought her a cup of coffee, make her feel better about him leaving. But there really wasn't any better way to le
