You died today, and I did not know to do, so I left.
I left the room with the mourners, trying to convey to me their sympathies, but they have no idea.
No idea what losing you means to me.
There are no tears, they are far too trivial for something like this.
People cry all the time, when they are happy as well as in sadness.
There is no happiness here, and sadness is felt by people who do not know true pain.
I know what pain is, because I knew you.
But that time is gone as is my time with you.
There is nothing left for me in this empty building, so I left.
No one followed me, why would they?
They could never understand what you and I had together and there is no way for them to ever to find out.
I can not talk to any one…there is nothing I could say.
I feel nothing and I want to keep it that way.
I felt things with you, and that is the way it is always going to be.
As I walk to nowhere, the lives of the people around me are magnified as if put on loudspeaker.
I do not want to see families spending time together and couples holding hands, I want to be alone where no one can see me and I can not see them.
I want to be with you, but you are not here…so I am nowhere.