Not a lot of people appreciated the kind of therapeutic effect certain simple things had, in this case crying was doing that just for her, she was crying for everything, what he had gone through, for those good times they had in the past and that will never return, the seeming hopeless of the situation, it was better to mourn and let those go, fully accept the person that he was now and that whatever new thing that could come from this, with who they were now and not who they have been, even if that was so damn hard she will feel so frustrated sometimes, they could get there slowly but she supposed they could.

It did made her feel better, not at her best, but better than how she had felt all day and taking another deep shuddering breath, she finally moved to rest her chin against her knees and stared at the backyard, from a distance she could heard the sound of warm laughter and she was glad to know that there were some people in the world that were still happy and joyful, she hoped that no one took that away from them. She lightly tilted her head and maybe it was a bit amusing when she suddenly thought that the backyard could use some work, the grass was too high and the few flowers needed some tending, but what would be the point if she was going to be leaving soon?

She heard the door and knew he was there, but she didn’t reacted and stayed where she was, not turning to look at him and waiting to see what he said to her, they had done and said a lot to each other today as it was. “I know you won’t, James.” She finally broke the silence that had settled over them. “But try to change not only for me, but also for yourself. I am not going to be around forever and I don’t want you to lose whatever you might gain while we are together just because I’m not there.”