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"She sense-ed that he was near. She turned around. Her intuition had been right. She was just in time to see him walk towards the door. With his back pack on his shoulder. He didn't notice. She wondered what was on his mind. He checked his watch, opened the door and headed out. "He was in a rush." As the door slowly closes, with his shadow still lingers, she knew this time that he wouldn't be back. Even if for the slight chances that he did, it would no longer be the same. The proximity that they shared all these while will disolve into memories of dust. As if it mattered to him. As if she mattered to him. Still, she was glad to have this one closed up look at him. She definitely will miss all those times they had. People do need to move on. That's something she will need to understand. She just didn't like the idea of her being the one who was left behind... "