I know I already awake, clearly awake, but still not willing to open my eyes. There used to have a pair of soft hands caring my cheeks to wake me up with a low hasky y voice, but nothing, no touching, just cold air.   I flipped over the current position I lying on, used to found a soft and warm body, but nothing beside me. Empty.   Slowly, I open my lazy eyes, there used to greet by a pair of eye-smile, but nothing, just an empty place beside me, with your pillow.   my heart, it's aching.       *Flashback*   "Jessi, wake up." You poking my elastiable face, wake me up, softy whispered beside my ear with your hasky low tone, I always found that y for me.   I know I'm smiling, but still, not willing to wake up, I love sleeping and I love this moment with you.   You know I awake already, from my smile.   "Baby, wake up..." You caring my face softy, I love this feeling, I want more, so I pretending I still deep slumbering, I faked snoring. You chuckled.   "Baby, I gonna leave you here now..." Your naughty voice, and that naughty hands.   I flipped over, trapped you in my arms, prevented you leave me. Earned a squeal from you, but soft laughter following. Oh, I love that. I always love the fact that I can make you laughting. I nuzzling my nose on your neck, your scent, I love so much, addicted. You laughed and  struggling, 'cause you afraid on tickling.   "Good morning." I opened my eyes, greeted by a pair of eye-smile, I love the most. I lovw, when I can see me in that pair of lovely eye-smile. Like I'm the only one in your world.   "Good morning, sunshine." Your smile, always made my day.   We kissed, don't care  bout what the heck is 'morning breathe', still tasted sweet for me, your lips.   We brush our teeth together, but you in my arms, I back hugging you. Happiness smile on our face. The reflection from the mirror that in front of us, reflected our sweetness fully.   *End Flashback*       I standing in front of the mirror in our bathroom, alone. Feeling the emptiness that eating me up. The girl I saw from the reflection of the mirror that I standing in front of, is lifeless. I turned my glare from the mirror to the place we used to put our toothbrush. There used to be have two toothbrushes. One yellow, mine, and one pink, yours. They are prefect match to stay together, but now, just yellow, stay alone, with head low down.                   I open our wardrobe. There used to have tons of pinky clothes. But now, empty... As same as my heart.   *Flashback*   "pink, pink pink, and pink..." I murmured while gawed on our wardrobe. You smile like sunshine.   "Wae? Pinky is lovely." You encircled your arms around my neck.   "Too much..." I not even have space for my clothes.   *End Flashback*   now, wardrobe had space for my clothes, but too much space. I randomly grabbed a