I jotted this down a month ago or so one night. Who recognizes it?

Such a sweet scent of sasafrass fills the soft summer air. It could be the last time we jump a fence or hide in bushes from oncoming cars for a long time.
We are ready to get out of the car and trek to our destination: a fenced in, video monitored water tower. Our heads bump as we both lean in for a drink of Coke resting in the cup holder. We chuckle blushingly, then I sip, then you sip.
My legs are wet with midnight dew and my breath is bated as we march through the thigh-high grass. I sustain a few scratches from hopping a barbed wire fence and tripping into some burrs. We walk next to each other and know in our minds that no two people will ever fit together so well.
It's damp and humid. The moon peeks from behind nighttime clouds that will never be seen by day. No fence or video camera could ever stop us from finishing the last adventure of the summer.
The water tower is mediocre in itself, but it is made wonderful by a few clicks of the shutter in your camera. We are blinded by the lights that cast our shadows onto the water tower. But it doesn't matter. We are blinded anyway by delusional summer happiness.
My heart threatens to leap from my chest and scream out the sadness that lurks in its dark corners. I struggle to hold back the tears that have been there since I knew we were parting. My feet long to run and run and run and run until they bring me to you. My arms need to hold you and my back needs to feel your hands.
I know how much I adore you.