Empty

You lie with her in bed. Her mane in your face but you don't mind it. You lie with her but awake.  You broke up with her again. It hurt but its what you had to do. But this was a week ago. So why are you still around her. Is it because she begged to show you she could change. Or because you're still weak. You lie thinking. Even your back is now to her. The mare you once held. The mare you loved.

"Loved" You thought.

It started to fade now. You know you don't feel the same, even if she changed how could you take her back. You're paranoid, you can't trust her. You want it to work but you know now. You know it can't. There is nothing but a void. A emptiness where she once was in your heart.

Work is soon, so you better get up. You roll over to look at her. She's facing you now awake... When did this happen? Did you wake her? It doesn't matter you both got work so you get up.

You didn't kiss her.

She looks at you hurt.

But you're just empty... You try to then make her feel loved but you can't. You can no longer kiss her how you did. A few years of love and passion. Faded to nothingness. You still love the part of her that stole your heart. But you can't be with her. Not anymore. Only now do you both understand.

It's over.

You both know it has come to the end. You leave with her to go to work. But before you part ways you try to look her in the eyes one more time.

Empty.

The spark that once was gone. The one you loved, the one you planned to spend the rest of your life with. Its all gone.

It needed to be done. Maybe it hurt less this way. But you know one thing for sure. It still hurts no matter how you see it. You feel empty. A void that you thought couldn't get bigger that has grown to fill your heart. Or not fill. Your heart is empty without her. But your head tells you it was the right thing to do.

Your friends stand by you, comfort you. But you have never felt so alone.

Never felt so empty.

"Was it all a waste?" You question. Was your time with her pointless? Something you should forget?

"No" You realize.

You may not be happy. But you can be. You have made so many memories, you can take the good ones and with the bad ones you can build yourself up. Become stronger.

Maybe you can love again.

But for now... You have your friends.

You're left empty, waiting for your heart to move on.

"You'll be okay." You hear as you cry.

"We're always here for you." Your friends tell you.

And they will be, day or night.

You may feel it.

But you are never alone.