loss of John

The rain ran down your body, mixing with your tears. You clutched John's hands tightly as he stroked your face. His gaze was full of pain and tenderness. You looked at him-he was your only light. Fate has decreed otherwise: you must part, perhaps forever. Neither of you wants that, but walking together seems impossible.
A year ago, you met in a bar. Despite the age difference, you had an understanding and dreams for the future. But John's work led to misunderstandings and resentment. Love remained, but everything changed.
A traitor began threatening John because of your connection, and you needed to break up and move away. Now, standing across from each other, you couldn't look away.
-"John, I can't be without you... Can't you come with me?" - you whisper, snuggling against his chest.
-"I'm sorry, sweetheart, it's safer for you..."