“Adios,” he said, as he turned to leave.  It was a final goodbye, and I was left speechless by how nonchalant he was.  I was likely to never see him again for the rest of my life, we both knew that, but we also both knew that crying and clinging onto each other wouldn’t be able to keep us together.  He climbed into the waiting car, bag slung over his shoulder.

“Remember your promise!” I called after him.  He said nothing, but I know he heard.  Don’t forget me, ‘kay?

~Fin.