We were dancing together that night.
Dancing to the slow music playing on the speakers.
We were the only ones left in the room. Everyone else had left. But neither of us cared.
I held her and I didn’t want to let her go. And she didn’t want to let me go.
We where together and neither of us wanted it to be any different.
But we knew this would be the last night we had together. I was leaving and she would have to go on without me.
This would be the last night we had together.
The last night we would hold each other.
The last night we would dance together.
The music stopped and someone was telling us that we had to leave. But we didn’t want to leave. We stood in the middle of the room just holding each other.
Holding, because it would be the last time we were this close.
We were finally forced out and we knew it was time to say goodbye.
It was time for me to go, and time for her to move on.
I held her close one last time and she did the same.
”Goodbye, Darling” I said and wiped a tear from her cheek.
The last tear I would ever see her cry.
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