Frequently best friends, often enemies and occasionally partners in crime
Life together, love together, growing together, everything together.
Always occupied but never apart.
Time taken advantage.
He's left her a child, with room to grow.
She will learn to live, and love and grow and hurt and cry without him.
No more sitting across the dinner table from him.
Those fences they built together, will need to be rebuild alone.
Days without his laughter, and days without dimples.
So many days, so many hours, so many minutes and life.
It will go on, without him.
He will walk off his plane to embrace a woman, not a girl.
Strong, and confident, well on her way.
They won't even know each other.
Him, older and matured. Her matured as well, but wearing the same blue eyes.
He smiles... the dimple comes back.
Surely best friends, hardly enemies, but always partners in crime.
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