"I wont let you leave me," she replied, trying to sound strong.
Her was her turn to pull back, but she only pulled back far enough so their faces were close to each other. She had to see him, see his face and his eyes, see that everything was there. Her eyes glanced up at his hair, still sticking out in every direction, to his forehead, and they kept moving down his face until they reached his lips, before she looked him in his eyes again.