It was a perfect Saturday afternoon, on a wonderful spring day. From the beach the sunset looked just amazing, as every sunset had since they´d been there.
Two friends had a picnic, they both knew that was the last sunset. They just keep avoiding having that conversation and they didn't want to say goodbye, but they had to.
They have been friends since they were young, twelve or maybe thirteen years old, a lifetime friendship.
Six months ago they've decided to travel around Africa, helping people and getting involved with different charities there, each one in her own scope of career.
After those six months each one would follow a different path, completely different. So, those six months were their last adventures together.
They never thought the time would pass so fast. They never thought that day would arrived. But it did, and they were just there, having that last picnic on the beach.
Nostalgic and melancholic, but hopeful at the same time, they knew that would be the last week in a long time. They were looking forward to the plans and goals they'd set a few years ago. But now they were going to live apart. So, they just got attached to small talk and chatting about the last six months together and what wonderful days they'd spent there.
They didn't know how long, they just knew they were going to be on the other side of the world from each other. It didn't matter how long, they had never been so far apart before.
And with the dawn of the day in front of them, wondering about the future and when they would met again, finally they said the words...
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