Little Time

He only had a few minutes to spare then time would be up. Actually, there would be time but just not his time. It didn't belong to him. It belonged to him and to her. Together. And he knew he couldn't do it with her. He had to do it on his own. And so he did. The five minutes he had to spare before it turned into 'us' and 'we' he did what he had to do to be him.