And he knew she would say so.
"...and I still love him..."
"...I can't hurt you anymore...."
"I can't go to you..."
She, made him. Kept him going.
Her voice was the glitter of hope that resided within him. Her warmth, was the one that held him during his great sorrow. Her encouragement brought a smile to his face every time. Her needless antics gave him his laughter.
But now, he has to let go...
"Thanks....", he said.
From all his heart...he poured tears over the phone...
And even now.
In truth, he couldn't accept the reality...
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