He's gone.
Sakura absently ran her fingers across her chapped lips; the lips that were no longer moisturized by Sasuke's own.
He's really gone.
Her hair was brittle, her face was getting older by the second, she was slacking in everything she did(when she actually did things…), and she was always tired. She wasn't Sakura anymore.
And she'll never be the same Sakura again…unless Sasuke returns.