Yesterday, you were sitting next to me on the bed, discussing faithful promises of happily ever afters and wishes of love to last forever. Our hands were entangled together in a knot that not even death could separate. Or so I thought.

Today, you walked out the door. Traveled miles and miles away from me.

I didn't think it'll end up this way. 

Tomorrow, we will be strangers again. 

You will forget about me while I bury myself neck-deep in memories of you and me.

Of warm nights and joyful talks.

Of morning kisses and rumpled sheets.

Of sheltered hopes. 

I might break down and shatter into a million pieces but you won't be here to hold me and pick me up like you used to because you'll be happy in her arms, laughing and whispering sweet nothings to each other's ears just like what you used to do with me. 

This is a sad goodbye. 

Like letting go of something you've wanted and cherished for too long but you have to make it go away because it's not for you. And will never be yours.

This is... 

the end. 

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A/N: 

I just wanted to write something today because I'm feeling very sad. Just like the weather.