The feeling of guilt.
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It was a starry night. He was laying beside me on the green grass of our backyard.
Oh, how green the grass were that night.
He was expressionless; his face was unreadable. I could not understand why he was acting this way.
He looked at me and hugged me tight. He was acting like he was not going to see me again.
He said he was going away; going to somewhere faraway. He was moving to New York.
He could not tell me before. All that he felt was guilt. He did not want to leave. He wanted to stay; to stay for me.
It was not possible however; he was left with no choice.
I cried a bucket of tears and so did he; and maybe even more. We just found each other; now we will be lost again.
As he drove away the next day, Nick was green.
