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Everybody was gone and party was over. cleaning time too. She came to door to put trashes in trash can.  The one in front of the big tree . The tree of life - at least it was what she named it - which her husband and she planted long ago . It seemed so strong. The trash can didn't.


Stepping away from the can she felt something. That feeling you get when somebody watches you. The desire, the warmth. Turned backed and looked at a familiar direction. Where she knew she have to look. A familiar face  under the whipped out shadow of a pine tree across her house. He was there. Good old friend. Never-ending firmness of a shoulder. Best man of their wedding. The hand to hold throughout divorce process. The everlasting companion . The one that didn't last.
He stepped forward. One step. Two steps. Three steps. He stopped. Two hours and seventeen minutes of standing steal in front of somebody's house and these steps were the hardest part.

He

You know how much I love ya ?

She smiled. She knew.

He

Been said. ( He nodded his head) Bye my fair lady. 

He stepped backed ,turned and moved toward his car.

He - continued 

Say hi for me to everybody , will ya ?

It was a pause till He got to the front door of his car. She shouted but not too laud, seeking for an answer .

She

To whom ?

He opened his hands indicating to all surroundings.

He

To Rains and Daybreaks.

He waved his hand ,got into the car, started the engine and drove off.

داستان همیشگی ، پسر با دختر آشنا میشه ، پسر عاشق دختر میشه ، پسر نمیتونه حرفشو بزنه (به هزار و یک دلیل که همیشه اونجاست) . تکراری ، کلیشه ، واقعی ، درد آور. 

قبلش رو هرجور دوست دارین بسازین.