We looked into each other's eyes for the very last time. I wanted to pour his tears into me and leave with a smile, but the elixir in my eyes wouldn't stop.
We've our own paths, our separate journeys but I hope. I still hope that one day our paths mingle once again. And this time it will be forever. The forever I dreamt abt. The forever that's safe and stays with me when the world won't.
Biding him the final goodbye, but I can't let go. My fingers fuse with his the way tree roots fuse with soil. The way roots need the soil, in the same way, I need you. But I don't know if I am sassafras or a nymphaea who doesn't need soil to grow.
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