As they sat, still hugging and possibly crying, they were just sitting there, they didn't need to talk to know what the other person was thinking. They realized soon that they were blocking the pathway of other people so they continued the hugging over on a bench nearby. "Please don't ever leave me again." Wilbur pleaded to Sally. "I won't, I promise." There they were, sitting on a bench at a train station, glasses fogged up from crying, and still hugging, and every once in a while they would kiss. "Hey.. Wil?" Sally began. "Yes Sally?" Wilbur replied. "I feel funny." Sally finished. They finally pulled themselves away from each other, something was clearly off. It took a moment to notice, but Wilbur realized that Sally looked like she was fading away. He began to cry. "Please don't leave me Sally. I can't do this alone again." Wilbur cried out. All Sally could say was, "I'm sorry Wilbur, I don't want to leave you" before she was gone. Wilbur sat there, on that bench, holding Sally's bow. He cried while holding it. Everyone was gone. Wilbur was alone, again. He couldn't even be mad this time. He was so overwhelmed with emotions that being mad couldn't process. All he could do was wonder why everything good had to be stripped away from him. There he sat, all by himself, only with Sally's bow and his thoughts. It felt like nothing would be able to get worse from her, and it felt like he would never be able to be his once cheery self again. The old Wilbur left the day that Sally left him.