I had to wonder where he had went. His scent still lingered deep within my bones. I still felt the scorching touch upon my hips where his hands had last rested. Why did he choose to leave me this way....the only thought that had ever played in my mind. It had only been a few weeks, but the wounds that he left when he walked out of my life I knew were going to be there forever.

I had never loved anyone with as much passion as him. I had never thought that forever was an option for me. Now I see that it was only a facade. I laid in my bed no longer having the tears to show my pain, but the silence that screamed his name. Would I ever be the same?