It feels like you left me.
Or did I leave you?
It is not a distant feeling yet.
But something in between where you know that the other one is fading away.
You told me I will look forward to a new life.
But what I see makes me feel afraid.
Afraid of what I see..call it a vision if you want.
Something from far away.
I look forward to a new future.
Where our lifes are bright.
But I see also what awaits me.
I am afraid.
(Leaves his hand looking back at him and is gone).