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The rain pattered down gently on my cold face, numbing it. If only I could numb my emotions as easily; anything would be preferable to the throbbing pain in my heart and the constricted feeling in my throat.

I always knew this day would come, and that I would have to walk away from him without looking back. I had thought that I was strong enough. But I was a naïve fool; nothing could have prepared me for this.

At another time I could not have imagined a heartbeat so complete, and so destructively final. Now it completely consumed me, threatening to break me. At this thought I gritted my teeth angrily, defiantly. Nothing was going to break me. No one was going to break me . The anger was good; it drove away a tiny portion of the icy cold pain. But then I did the thing that I had sworn to myself that I would not: I looked back.

There he stood on the doorstep in the rain, with droplets of water rolling down his trench coat, and off the brim of his hat , just where he had been when I turned my back to him and began walking away, just minutes ago. Or had it been a lifetime? It was hard to tell now.

Our eyes met and I was hypnotized, unable to turn away. His eyes were the color of ice, and appeared, at first glance, to be cold and empty. But behind those eyes I could see him as he truly was: a drowning man. A burning man. A man consumed. My chest contracted painfully. I wanted nothing more than to be released from his spell, but in that moment knew that I could never truly be free.

'Forgive me for not being the man you needed me to be.' His eyes seemed to beg me.

A low moan of agony caught in my throat. I tried to close my eyes against the pain, but it wouldn't fade. Such was its nature that I knew that it would never let me go. And that I could never let him go.

I opened my eyes and met his agonized ones. He stretched his hand out to me, water dripping from his pale elegant fingers. His icy yet scorching eyes were filled with tears, pain, and love- a love so all-consuming that worlds would fall before its power. And our world would fall because of it.

When I felt the sharp sting of my guilt for the betrayal of my friends I knew that I had already made my decision, the only one that, in my infinite weakness, I was able to make.

I went to him and placed my hand in his. The rain pattered down upon us, but I no longer felt the cold.

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