Minho stared at Jisung, both boys had tears in their eyes, tears that threatened to spill at any moment, "I won't ask if you have to go, I know you do, this is your dream and I can't stop you, so I won't ask you to stay with me" Minho said, his voice wavering.

The pair had been best friends since they could remember and had become a couple only a few months prior, without the knowledge that there would be oceans between them.

Jisung aggressively wiped at his eyes, no he wouldn't cry, not now, not in front of Minho. "I knew I'd miss you if I left but it already hurts and I'm still right here," Jisung let out a half sniffle, half-laugh.

The boys weren't breaking up, no they realized that without the other there was no one else, but 3 years was a long time, anything could happen, feelings could change, they could meet other people, and that scared both of them.

The boys gave each other one last kiss and held each other one last time, "if you ever feel yourself forgetting the sound of my voice, my breath, if the memories are leaving your mind, call me." Minho pulled away from the hug and looked up, "please remember me, please don't forget," Minho whispered. Jisung only nodded, trying to keep the tears from spilling.

As Jisung left, Minho whispered to after him, "I'll wait for you, please wait for me too."

Both boys parted ways, tears in their eyes, a deep ache in their hearts, a longing to turn and run to each other, a longing that couldn't be fulfilled.