Prologue

Running. Hoping that along the way my heart would stop beating. In front of me the cursory road of pain. If only I would soon reach the end.

The only sound I could hear was my own feet against the pavement. Nobody was near, but the still small whisper of my name lingered in the air around me. It was dark. My legs were numb from the pain, yet I couldn’t stop running, for it would then expose the hole that was now in my chest. Why hadn’t I seen this coming?

Everything had been so perfect. We’d been together for two years, and each moment together as amazing as the time before; still on our second year of our relationship, he felt that there was another –one that could fulfill his needs better than I could – and that our feelings were all just a phase.

As I ran along the road I realized then that I didn’t know what I truly felt until I knew he was gone. He’s gone! The thought rumbled through my aching brain.