The Last Kiss

''It was a Thursday morning. You were wearing that ratty little Dartmouth T-shirt you look so good in. The one with the hole in the back of the neck. You had just washed your hair, and you smelled like some kind of flower. I was running late for surgery, and you said you were going to see me later. Then you leaned to me, and you put your hand to my chest, and you kissed me. Soft. It was quick, kind of like a habit. Like we'd do it every day for the rest of our lives. You went back to reading the newspaper, and I went to work. That was the last time we kissed.'' - Derek Shepherd to Meredith Grey

I woke up one morning,

and I realised that I didn't remember our last kiss. 

Was it avocado,my favorite fruit?

Was it tobacco, your favorite smell?

Was it rain, like so many farewells?