There’s a place they met, but they don’t remember it.
It was not the place that was important. The important thing was the decision the man did.
After all, he had to do it.
His love said: “WHY can’t I go with you? I want to go… You don’t love me, is it?”
He knows if she comes with him, he will not be the man he want to become.
The man said: “You are… my life. You’re making this more difficult.”
His love said: “Okay… I will follow you. You won’t notice me. I JUST want BE WITH YOU.”
It hurt him, but he had to say it: “Love… if there’s no other option… come with me. Prepare your things. I’ll be waiting here.”
It hurt him. It broke his soul. But he had to do it.
Both of them remember that painful day.
She knows he had to do it. But…
…she wished that he was there when she had finished to prepare her things.
…she wished that he was there when she was ready to march with him.
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