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[ohwaitthe80sareover]

All Things She Never Did Are Left Behind. Mom.

Robbie pov:

My love was assured.

I was sure when I told her, but my heart was vulnerable.

My love was assured when she finished my line. My eyes teary and my mother's days growing finite, my love was assured.

It was too much. The song. The graveyard. My mother--ALS-struck.

But my love was returned when the scene was over. Backstage. The warm feeling of bond. Of love. Of intertwind spirits, like branches, all topsy-turvy, but beautiful nonetheless. It was bliss. It was safety. It was Hearth.

All good things must come to an end and I wasn't ready. "I'm moving." She said. Let me have just one more second of wonder with her. How she and her brown eyes, so big they goggle, look into mine and see my soul. My broken soul."My mother got a job in Philadelphia and I'm moving."

And I knew I would be forever missing her. I can't have two of my most important people leave me. Abandon me. If only this moment could pause. Rewind us back to the time I was certain of our connection. Keep us there. Let her news as a burden depart from her shoulders and let us live in it. Bathe in it. One last time. That's all i need. Savor the moment like it will end. Because it will.

Guess it won't be hard to play Melchior.

It was half-easy to start with. Et tu Brute? Must you exit the way you came? Crashing with combustion and thriving with beauty? God, how utterly deep she was. How independent. How honest. How she milked every emotion from me and made it feel special. How she was special. How she could look past my facade and phase me. Change me. Mess me up.

My life was changing for the better and as John Green wrote, "Time is a whore. She screws with everyone."

Well, I guess fate is her sister.

God, the irony!

It's the Bitch of Living.

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