Those words that had came out of her mouth that day were sincere. If only I had listened more carefully to her cry for help. Being left with only her memory as I swipe through my phone looking at all the pictures we took. Swiping down the timeless chats we had. Those videos, all of it.
Sleeping wasn't joyful anymore. Knowing that everyday I am losing a part of her. A part of me. Of us. Meals aren't as flavorful just as the rest of me, which is now just dull. Quiet, lonely, crumbling into smaller pieces. Those that that once told her we would be together forever.
Now the only thing that's left is for me to wave back goodbye and always keep her in my heart, until she returns back home... when we can be together again

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