Don't please don't.

Oh but she does and he was weak, so weak that he kissed her back like it was the last time because it was the last time.

His own eyes burned from unshed tears and he didn't hear her as she talked, he only heard the sound of his heart breaking....as if it wasn't broken enough already.

Then she was walking away, the taste of her, the touch of her skin, and the unspoken promise of a pinky swear the only ones left.

And he watches her go....because it was the right thing to do.