You will regret. Regret your decision to let her go. To let her travel the world.
You will tell yourself that you could have done something. Prevented her from visiting the sun soaked shores of the Caribbean, from climbing the towering Swiss Alps, from hiking the savannas of Africa.
She will call you. Fantastic tales of dolphins and yaks, zebras and lions will paint pictures in your mind. From the static filled long distance phone calls she will tell you that she misses you. That she loves you. You will convince yourself that she does.
You will regret. Regret that phone call. The one filled with the words, I love you. Remembering stolen moments; her softly moving breast, the way she smiled. The phone calls will come less and less frequently. One day they will stop entirely.
At a coffee shop your daydreams of lions and zebras will be interrupted by a smile. Sparkling eyes will intrigue you. You will be persuaded to dinner, a movie perhaps.
You will regret. Regret that night filled with jokes, awkward glances and blinding smiles. Reminders of your loneliness, your emptiness, your sorrow. She will invite you inside, those sparkling eyes persuading, convincing, tempting. You can’t do this. You love her. She loves you. She misses you.
Weeks will pass. One cold winter day you will get a phone call. It’s her. Her voice has changed. From the distance of that phone line she will tell you that she’s not coming home. Stories of adventure, of sunsets, of another man will sear themselves into your memory.
You will regret.
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