Sitting around a campfire, she tells me about him.
“Can you believe we have been together for seven years?” She asks smiling.
“We were high school sweet hearts…” her voice fades as the heat from the fire
illuminates her eyes. She doesn’t look like a woman who is happy and in love.
“Where is he tonight?” I ask with a reassuring smile.
“Oh, we are taking some time apart,” she shrugs. “But it has always been
this way, and he always comes back to me.” I stare silently into the fire, knowing
what it feels like to be the one who loves more and is loved less. Much less.
“Maybe the point isn’t that he always comes back,” I say, turning to
look at her. “Maybe the point is, he always leaves.”

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