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I don’t think it ever moved. His mom was taking me back to the airport. It was a rainy, gloomy morning. It was almost like the day knew the crushing sorrow I was experiencing. It matched my mood perfectly. It was five o clock, in the fucking morning again. We had stayed up the whole night together, crying. I had never seen a boy cry, but god, he cried. We both cried our eyes out. I did not want to leave. Not only did I love him, I loved his family. They loved me. I was going to miss him, and all of them. I knew I couldn’t stay though. I had to get back to my ‘real’ life. He helped me pack my stuff, and we loaded it in the car. We said goodbye like a million times. Even in the maddening rain he came out to the car, to wish me one last goodbye. We kissed for the last time. It was frantic, desperate. I was crying my eyes, out, still. He pulled back from me, gently wiping my tears away. Before he shut the door, he pointed to his eye, touched his heart and pointed at me. That’s the.

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