"It's been a year." I stated to no one in particular. "A year since you had to leave. You know I still think about you?" A bitter chuckle tore through my throat. "There isn't a day that goes by where the thought of you doesn't appear to me. I wonder.. Are you happier now? I really hope you are." I slowly rose from the window sill and walked over to the couch not hastening my pace. As I approached it, I couldn't help but realize how spacious it looked without him there with me.