The thing I feared most happened. The day when it seemed like you had
forgotten. You didn't talk to me at all today. Like I was nothing. I just wanted to
disappear. As I walked home, I noticed something. My heart felt empty, like
something was missing. And as the cold November air surrounded me, it came,
the sense of lonliness.
I walked into the doors of my home. I couldn't do anything about it. It leaked
out of my eyes, onto my cheeks, down my face and onto the ground. Something
was wrong. I didn't want to face the facts. The fact that you forgot, the fact that it
was almost exactly four months. And as I read the words that would change the
way I was forever, I felt as if I was being pushed off the building's edge. Falling,
falling, with nothing to save me, nothing to hold on to. And there was no way I
could hold it in. No way I could hide it. I was broken. My life had been taken away.
Every breath that I took felt useless, like it was a waste on my life. It was hard
just living this day. I felt like my heart had been torn into pieces. I felt alone.
Nobody understood what I was going through. And when you looked at me today, I
felt as if I couldn't breathe. You had stolen my breath. And it was clear, it was
gone. Like there was no way I could live my life the way I use to ever again.
You were gone, and I was alone. The whole world knew I was alone. I wanted
to disappear more than ever. But what hurt me the most, was after everything that
we've gone through, you just threw it all away, like it was nothing. Like I never
Life wasn't worth living anymore.