"Just hold on, a little bit longer my dear, I’ll be back again."

Except you weren’t. I waited, as long as I was able and willing to for you to become yourself again. I don’t like to give up on people but you left me without a choice, darling. There was so much we said we’d do, so many places we said we’d see, so many moments we described with such intricate, precise detail.

I’ll find you someday, maybe, but in all likelihood I never will again. I only hope that this person you are now is happy and complete.