Setting: Modern AU-ish(?)

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There once, was a woman
Strong as can be, but soon she fell ill
Departing only in her early 20s
But what she left...or whom, is her dearly beloved lover.

Her love, however, did not falter.
And so she decided to watch him, with her soul.

The first few months were agonizing for both of them, she watches as he cries, screams, and mourn.

Oh how she wished to be there, to embrace him, to assure him that...she's still here, and will always be.

It took some time but, he accepted, and moved on.

Words cannot describe the elation she feels, how she's so proud that he pulled through.

But...

As years go on, little by little, her heart starts to crack.

Because it hurts.

It hurts to see his eyes, full of love and affection— towards a woman.

A woman that is not her.

But it happens, she supposes.

"I am your past, but she is your present."

She stares at her dearly beloved longingly, but winced as she saw a little girl hug his leg and a woman kiss his cheek.

"Maybe next time, I'll be yours again."

She vanishes.

It's her turn to let go.