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You walk back around the side of your car and take his face in your hands.
"I love you. I will always be here for you."
Always.
You kiss his forehead ever so maternally. You drop your hands to your side and walk towards the driver's side door.
You drive away without the metaphorical look-back.
As every moment passes since then, you wish this is how it all ended.
"I love you. I will always be here for you."
Always.
You kiss his forehead ever so maternally. You drop your hands to your side and walk towards the driver's side door.
You drive away without the metaphorical look-back.
As every moment passes since then, you wish this is how it all ended.