

Leaving I knew it was going to be our last time before he did.Leaving by ~RubyGloom01
I memorized him as he raised himself onto his elbows to watch me get dressed, the dawn casting stark red shadows on his face. I'd told him I had to leave England the previous evening. He smiled at me a little, bittersweet and piercing. I fixed that in my memory as well. He was silent until I was nearly fully dressed.
"I'll write to you," he told me.
And I'll wait. "Don't."
He became entirely still. The building fire of the sun was reflected in his eyes, turning their blue to a blazing crimson. "What?"
Please, don't stay here and let me walk away, don't forget me- "Forget me."
I saw