So near apart

"I don't want you", he said, and he meant it . Charmers are not usually keepers. She knew that and he did not try to refute it. However what she did not know was that he was going to be around, looking from the far end of the dinner tables and raising a glass in all those bar nights. He was going to be around making and taking the trips as they happen, telling stories and listening to stories being told along the way. He was going to be there with every one when the time called for pulling an all-nighter or an all-dayer. He may be stepping away but he was not going away.  He would be there, walking away turning a corner on the street where she would catch a glimpse of his neck over his collar. He would be there in the conversations, in them and making them, and she would either hear from him or hear about him.He would be there to help with all his abilities and he would be there to create trouble with his mischief. She knew it, but there was only so little she could do. He did not intend to make himself visible, grab or demand attention, or push the line. But she would still see him and he would see her. She would see him calmly nod his head to her as their eyes meet, and move on with no more than just a nod. He would see her trying hard to keep all the attention on her. She would see him raising him arms in euphoric laughter that gets a gathering started. He would see her, peacefully holding on to someone else's arm.