You weren’t supposed to leave.
But you did. It’s not your fault. It isn’t anyone’s fault. Sometimes you just can’t go on. You quit the fight. You descended to the bottom. And you were gone.
But I deserved a goodbye. A heads up this would be the last time I’d see or hear from you. A warning. Something. Anything is better than nothing.
I miss talking to you. Miss greeting you with “Good Morning.” Hearing you in the background while I dream. Now, for the first time in weeks, I feel abandoned. Alone.
You weren’t supposed to leave me. Because I thought you’d be here with me forever. But you had other plans.
And you left.