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I bite my lip as I think it over. “A walk.” His handsome warm blue eyes crinkle while he starts humming the tune for the chorus of I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles) by The Proclaimers. My tall, muscled hockey player boyfriend kneels at my feet, humming a song to tell me he’d go anywhere for me—with me.
All we can do is carry them with us to get through the times we’d do anything to rewrite the universe to have one more minute with them.