^{His arms encircled her torso. Tightly.}

^{That she remembered.}

^{She remembered him lightly kissing her hair; him holding her hands, grasping it gently; the caresses on her cheeks that lingers on;}

^{And that crisp scent of oak and mint when she hugged him.}

^{But it's too late now. She don't have the power to rewind back time. To turn the clocks back to that day of pain, love;}

^{And  choice.}

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He's gone.

And its all my fault...

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That very moment, I swore I heard him;

Saying,

"I am sorry to bring you into this."

But that's not what I want to hear...