She would not be around anymore, but that was okay. I was fine with it. Nothing was wrong about it, actually—everything was normal. I would live my every day without her; no big deal.
“I won’t return after this. We’ll settle for good there. I hope our one day comes.” She smiled and, no, my lungs did not constrict.
“Sure,” I said. “Here.” I tied my favorite black shoelace on her wrist. She looked quizzed so I added, “Whenever you need someone.”
Her lips trembled. “Thank you.” She walked to me and embraced my soul. The shoelace tied on my own wrist rested against her shoulder as I hugged her back.
And I just let a tear from my eye slipped.
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