With each passing day, the ache intensifies. There are days when I wake up in the morning and I wonder where you are. Then I realize, I will never again wake up to find you sleeping on the same bed.
I looked at myself in the mirror – dark circles covered puffed up eyes that showed I cried yet again last night, taking your name in vain. In a fit of madness, I picked up your phone, and decided to charge it. And then, insanity-driven that I was, I quickly typed you a message, just to watch it get delivered.
“You do not know how hard it is for me without you here. Why did you go? I am so lost. I love you so very much, and I don’t even know if you’re capable of missing me anymore. I wish you would send me a sign from the heavens just so that I know, even in death, you miss me too.”
I saw his cell beep on the table. The message was delivered, never to be read.
I nearly dropped my cell when it suddenly beeped, with a response from him.
“K,” it said.