"It's not possible." Rey says
"What isn't?" Kylo Replies
"this." Rey slowly lets go of Kylo's hand, her fingers slipped out of his grasp.
"You know what else isn't possible?" Kylo says.
Rey silently turns and looks into Kylo's intense stare.
"Running away from me." He smirked as he grasped both of her hands again.
Rey slowly looked towards the ground,
"We come from very different places." Rey's eyes sadly looked at their hands.
"Come with me, where I'll be going, you'll be queen of this galaxy." His brown eyes shone in the twilight, he brushed her loose curls behind her ear while the wind blew. She quickly drew back.
"No, I can't." She shook her head. "Where you go, I cannot come."
"You do know I can have whatever I want." Kylo's eyes narrowed.
"you can have everything, but me. From this point on, we must part ways. Please let me go."
"I cannot do that, you already know that. Your heart is mine."
"If you cannot part with me, then please, come with me."
Kylo looked down, silent, and slowly looked back at Rey.
"I feel it again," He clutched his chest, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Come to the light," Rey's face pleaded.
"I cannot, who I became, it's not possible for me to return." Silence between the both of them only enhanced the silent desert they stood in. They both turned from eachother, knowing truly in their hearts the true answer to it all. Tears fell down Rey's cheeks.
"Then I guess it's truly goodbye." Rey choked.
"I will not give up on you." Kylo said, and clenched his fists in frustration.
"Nor I you." Rey responded.
"Goodbye." And she walked away into the distance.
Kylo stood, torn, between two dreams.