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"Please don't leave me." I cried and begged to him.
He was crying too, his beautiful brown eyes were shattered as if. His hands held mine, trembling but he still didn't let go of my hands.
"I'm sorry Hareem." His voice cracked, making my heart ache. A few tears slid down his cheek.
I wiped his tears, with by thumbs. He closed his eyes as if feeling my touch on his skin.
"Please." I begged more. His mouth opened, he looked vulnerable.
"H-hareem. Don't do this. It'll only make my departure more hurtful and painful." He said.
I quickly wiped my eyes, smiled widely at him.
"Look, I'm not crying. If I don't cry then-then you won't go. Right?" Nevertheless, I again broke down in his arm.
He soothed me.
"I can't help it, Hash. I can't let you go. I can't." I Mumbled into his Chest.
"Hareem. I'll be here. Always. I'll stand next to you. I'll be beside you but I won't be WITH you. Do you understand it? Have you seen the railway tracks? They're next to each other. But they can't unite. This is our reality Hareem. We are the railway tracks. Next to each other but not with each other."
He told me, I carefully listened to him. Counting his heartbeats.
But then, Something happened. I didn't expect. My eyes went wide.
I slowly backed away, his brown teary eyes stared me with a smiled. I shook my head, from left to right. Not believing what just happened in a single moment.
Every one stared at me with sympathy and pity but I didn't want Them.
I wanted him back, I wanted Hashir back.
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