He came up and kissed me on my forehead, and before he stepped away, I closed my eyes and tried hard to memorize this moment. To remember him like this, the way I love him, the way I loved him.
He looks the same as the same day I set my eyes upon him for the first time. He has a spare upper lip and a full lower lip. His eyes, a dark blue, a dreaming , sleeping, waiting color. The eyes that I fell in love with.
In that moment, the thought that I would never see him again... it felt worse then death itself, a large tugging in my heart pulls me further to him. I want to tell him everything, anything, just to keep him closer to me for just a little while longer. Just don't go. Don't leave me here all alone. Because right now in that moment everything just felt so final. It's so much harder to be the one left behind and I wish I could go with him to wherever he will go.
I with I could stay here in this moment forever. To be here with him. Here he isn't dying, he isn't leaving me. She doesn't know how long ago it all happened but she remembers it. She remembers everything. The gunshots, the screams. Staying here in this world of limbo would seem so easy. She knows that she'll wake up and she can't stop it. He won't. She knows that now and so does he.
Tobias Eaton. Her old scary instructor. The love of her life. Gone from her life forever. All she was afraid of was saying goodbye.