You left. You just left. Left your family. Left me. You went with regrets, with a broken spirit, with your heart torn in two. You went, knowing my love, knowing the love of everyone around you. And still you went...... The first days after you left, everything I did or saw cut my soul, deeper and deeper. The wind was your touch, the sun was your warmth, our children’s hands in mine your blood, flowing through others’ veins. There was no escape then, nor is there now. No escaping the pain you’ve caused.