- I can't do this anymore.

It was December and those were his last words. And as the snow felt on his black hair, he just left. He wasn't anymore with her, he didn't kiss her for the last time. He left without saying anything. She was now alone, in front of the big Christmas tree which was covered in snow. His words killed her. They killed her deeply, broke her heart in thousand pieces. There was no goodbye. He was the only one for her but he was now gone. He was already far away from her. He wasn't able to touch her hand so she can feel his warm. She was scared of standing there, while everyone was having the best time of their lives. She was scared because she knew that she would never feel the rest of her life like the way she felt with him. She knew she couldn't survive without hearing his breath every day she woke up. This was the end of her. He slayed her slowly and he didn't even care. She started walking but she didn't know where she was going. Her eyes were full of tears, she could barely see. She thought she didn't gave him what he deserved and this was killing her. And now she tries to keep the love in her heart because she knows that a life without love it's like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. She is trying but she is the one that she's almost dead. Not the flowers, not he but she. She is the one that is almost dead. She can't live without him. There is no point. She can't continue her life. It's impossible for her to wake up in the morning knowing that she's never going to see him again. Knowing that she is never going to touch his hands, his hair, his lips, his eyes, his body..everything! Knowing that she is never going to hear his voice, his breath, knowing that she is never going to hear ''I love you!'' like the way she had heard it from him. And now she remembers the first time he told that to her. She remembers how she felt. She remembers this night, she remembers how it was to be loved deeply, how it gives you strenght to keep going. He hurt her so much. But the only thing that gives her courage is the fact that she is loving someone so deeply. And this someone,is he...the one that hurt her. She still loves him, she loves him. And she will always love him. He will always owns her heart. Nobody will never replace him. Nobody will never replace those blue dark eyes that when she looked through them, she knew she could die happy. And now she has a hole in her heart where he supposed to be.