Drowning. That was the only way to describe how I was feeling. I was slowly drowning in a sea of misery. The people I thought I could count on the most and who I thought loved me left me here without even saying goodbye. If I was stronger I would have picked myself up and dust myself of and moved on with my life. But I couldn't, the love of my life and the family I had only dreamed of being a part of had left me here without a backwards glance.
They didn't care.
I was only the human they kept around for entertainments sake. When you've lived for hundreds of years you need new ways to keep yourself entertained. I never understood it and I didn't question it. I was the human puppet, pull the strings and watch her dance.
For months I held out hope that they would come back, for I couldn't breathe easy without him here. Waiting for someone who didn't love you was painful and a waste of time. Life moved forward but I was still stuck in the same place as always, in the past where I was happy. In the past where I thought WE were happy.
All things around me have changed. At least I perceive it as if my surroundings have changed. My way of life is what has changed, my way of viewing everything around me. Everyone and everything just shows me what I am missing out on, what my life could have been like. The mistakes other people make could have been mine. The choices others make and I make couldn't be any more different. They chose to live I don't.