Without him

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We’re walking through the street hand in hand. Colorful carts and excited shoppers all around us. It was his first time at a fair. He’d come cos I insisted. I couldn’t wait to explore it all.

I spot a jingly something and run to it. And then one cart to another until I realize I’ve left him behind. I don’t even know where he’s at. I see him through the crowd when I turn around. I did not even realize that I had left him behind.

I wondered then how easy it would be to simply walk on and continue with my life and let him carry on with his; not caring where life took him, while I built mine slowly and painstakingly, without him.


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