"Who do you choose?"
He whispered, his voice almost breaking...
But she didn't answer, she just stared at the blue horizon behind him. The ocean, wild and turbulent, full of life and death.. and him. Sea Green Eyes, and Black hair. Lost forever...
Or so she thought.
Because now, it's standing right in front of her: her way to have him back. A way with a name, such a beautiful special name she had cherished it for four long years full of adventures, fears, happiness... and love.
There was the first year... laughing at the goofy kid, making fun of his clumsiness, being harsh every time they were together... only because he wasn't him.
And still he hadn't let her down, never. He had followed her through Hell and back again. And all that time he had been so full of flaws, and still flawless. Just like him.
There was the second year... admiring his bravery, seeing the person behind the clumsy goofy facade, noticing the man he really would become... and would fall in love with. No matter how hard she would try to stay away... but still she could, stay away at least a bit.
Because he wasn't him.
There was the third year... sharing with him every moment of her days, every laugh, every tear... It wasn't as she could try otherwise, could she? He would stick along, anyway, and whatever: she just couldn't, wouldn't fly away.
Not anymore.
But she still couldn't love him, not like she loved him.
Or so she thought, because there was the fourth year... loving him, with almost whole her heart.
And the last month... finally excepting that even while he wasn't him, while he wasn't his reincarnation – as he'd sworn her many times – , he would still be her future. And that the other, after almost seventy years, finally lay in the past. As a memory of so much joy and happiness... and love... she would cherish it with whole her heart and all her eternal life. A life she would share with the someone else, another who hold her heart, just like he did. Another with blond hair, and brown eyes... and just as big a hero as him.
"Who do you choose?"
At least, so she thought until one hour ago. Until that moment when he finally told her the truth. A truth tearing her apart, breaking in a few words every stable thing in her life, destroying her peace and her future in one single sentence.
"I lied to you. I am."
And now she was standing there with him, on the beach, looking at the ocean, avoiding his gaze. Not able to move, not able to speak, not even able to cry, because she didn't have any tears left. With such a pain burning in her chest that she could almost not breathe...
She could have him back! He wasn't lost forever! She could hold him in her arms again! She could tease him and joke with him... and love him... Again.
Because the only thing that would have to be done to bring him back – him: her... first love (she couldn't say Seaweed Brain anymore, could she?) – was to the other to die. For her handsome, funny, smart, kind, loving Straw-Head... to die... to disappear of this world, to stop existing. Because he would have given his place to one another. Another wit Sea Green Eyes.
Just as simple.
"Who do you choose?"
Just as heart-breaking.