You didn't tell me you were leaving when I left. So you waited when I was thousand miles away from you before you departed. How do I move on from here? Even with her by my side I know she is not staying, unlike you. It was my excuse to say that I was accompanying you for dinners, but it was me who needed your company the most. I spoke freely and laughed harder with you and my weekends are no longer the same. I sit in your empty house, a desolate shell, I don't feel you here. Staring at an empty space I see our ghosts playing out a familiar scene. You have gone to a place that I can no longer follow. At least, let me dream of you. One more time. I miss you.