Without A Trace

“Not another love story.” He sighed into her chest.

“This is certainly not a love story.” She said while typing.

“I was in the prime of my life. Certainly the time when I was ripe of age. But no darling….. this is certainly not another love story. I was ready to love but I couldn’t even begin to start about why I was so weakened and my heart and soul wearying of love. You see dear heart. My heart was breaking. Because you shall hear me off again after she comes running into your arms. I will never love again. For shame on my heart if I should walk from you. Because you had walked out on me.”

“Where will I find you?” He asked.

“Among the stars.” I whispered gently.

Before I could tell him goodbye,

I had awoken from a deep sleep, but I found him looking at me with the saddest eyes.

Without him knowing that I was prepared to leave.

Without a trace.