It took me a minute to understand what had happened between us. All the love and all the happiness we shared had somehow evaporated in a matter of months, and finally after a long drawn out conversation we stood with our backs to one another. I watched you leave through the window, watching your back create even more distance between us. In almost a melodramatic way the clouds began to roll in and the sky got darker, in a matter of seconds the rain began to fall and your image was blurred by the rain drops on my window pane. It took all of my strength not to run after you, to not call out to you and beg you to stay. This house is no longer a home without you laying next to me,the rooms that once were filled with so much life and laughter are now cold empty spaces. I can hear my footsteps echo throughout the house and the furniture remains unused. The only thing I have left of yours is a t-shirt, at night i lay beside it as if it were you, taking in the scent that once belonged to you. This was last September and as the seasons pass and the time changes I wonder if you still smell like this. I wonder if your laugh is the same, if your smile still reaches your eyes. With each passing day the pain gets easier, the wounds aren't so deep and my heart is slowly mending. That cold September day was the day I thought my world would stop spinning; it was the day that I thought my life would end and that I would forever be a shadow of my former self. But somehow I survived and even though my life won't be what it was when I was with you, the fact that i'm still breathing is proof enough that there will be a life after you. May your life be happy and your love after me be beautiful. Even though you are no longer here, I will always carry a piece of you with me.