21 The last heartfelt talk

"I've decided to go." Caesar stated. His voice was strong and eyes were firm.

I smiled at him, "I understand. I'll go with your decision."

We both were in the backyard, sitting on the bench while a cool breeze blew.

For a few minutes there was no exchange between us. We both were staring ahead at nothing in particular

"It feels weird, doesn't it?" Caesar finally broke the silence.

"My thoughts exactly." I leaned against the bench back, "It sure as hell does. We've stuck together like glue all these years."

"Did you think that I'd really decide to go?"

"I don't know but," I looked at him and he turned his head towards me, "Some part of me didn't want you to."

He smiled, "Some part of me doesn't want to leave either. I feel a bit hollow."

I smirked, "This was bound to happen. We became too dependent on each other."

"Can't deny that."

The wind rustled the tree leaves loudly.

"But it's life." I said.