My eyes narrow as I see the name. My stomach flips and the imaginary butterflies within are fluttering. It's just so soon. It wasn't meant to be, yet here I am left wanting. How can that be? I know the appropriate emotions to have at this point, but rationality has flown out the window along with all reason. My heart sinks as I understand that they have moved forward with their lives, whilst I am continuously struggling to fathom that I have been left behind. My feelings are not as they should be, but there is a point where you cannot control their intensity.

I can feel the despair creeping to the front of my mind in the dead of night. Lonely hours spent pondering endless possibilities. You wonder if your soul will ever know the pleasure of rest. The emotions are swirling, and not knowing which to choose; you endure the pain of them all. The hours pass by, your memories will not cease to replay themselves in the depths of your consciousness. You ask yourself millions of questions, to which you are well aware will forever be left unanswered. You can smile because you are hopeful, and weep because you know your hope will remain unfulfilled. Those thoughts are brewing towards the surface and you cannot hide. You make an attempt to swallow down your anger and frustration, your only solution is to wait, in absolute silence.