OWARI MADE NO MICHI/PATH TO THE END.WATASHITACHI NO SUTEPPU O ISSHO NI/OUR STEPS TOGETHER.

It is a struggle.
We both want to stay but my heart is bleeding out right now as he holds me.

One would think this is healing and it is but it is viciously reminding me that my goal is far from this being  allowed at all,we always fight to be together or I run to keep him alive but it ends up being the worse for my hope to be happy and a heroine.

I take his calloused hands with mine and pull his intertwined fingers apart to remove myself,when I turn around I do not miss the expression of hurt mingled with resignation over what he knows is about to be heard.

But it is as it truly should have been now for he and I.
For better or worse.

"Walk with me."

I wait behind him as he steps down,I do not miss how deeply it pains him the step down or how slowly he puts on his shoes.
The marks on his back are even more cruel than one would have imagined and after all I have seen it is surprising now but the way that child treated him....

I wish she would have only hurt me,I do not blame her for that yet he has only ever cared for her.

My heart is hoping he does not remember nor seeks to on why she hates me and vexes him.

He turns to me,hand extended and those green eyes....
They talk with a great deal of pain,they talk like he cannot say the only thing he knows for an absolute fact I will not hear.
My love he knows something earlier than I did and we both have to swallow that now that I am not the same as every other time,GOD helped me to find the truth and now I have to fix what I did and what they did as well.

"Can you forgive me?Can you accept me for who I am now and be willing to....willing to let me go?"
"I can forgive most anything of you,you are too pure to require much forgiveness but willing to let you go,I told you I would sooner die than be without you,same as the first time I saw you and to this moment.I will say no other word on that ever again."

I take the offered hand,he walks only a step or two ahead of me while I intertwine my fingers into his,putting my head to his shoulder as we walk and I begin the long tale of my life and his.

The tale of what I have been doing the last few days while we have been apart three years.

The story of what I must do to end this mess that is almost over and where we begin.
Where we...

Inevitably end,as well.