Author's Notes: And here I am with my next Yu Gi Oh story. I'm pretty happy that my first story went over so well. I was afraid that no one would like it but apparently I was incorrect in making that assumption. So this time around, I will be focusing on the relationship between Yugi and Yami/Atem. I know this sort of story has been done to death before but I didn't really like the way the series ended. After everything they went through, their parting was so weak. So this is basically me writing what I think SHOULD have happened. I mean in some ways I know it was better for Yami/Atem to leave so Yugi could get strong, independent, etc, etc but that's a rant I'll save for another day. I honestly think Yugi was more devastated than what they showed us. I mean how do you recover when the other half of yourself leaves?! Anyway, on with the story! Constructive criticisms are welcomed and thank you in advance for reading my story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu Gi Oh or anything else associated with Yu Gi Oh.

After everything we've been through, I can't believe he's gone. Did I really mean so little to him? I didn't want him to leave me. I never wanted to part ways with him. He meant so much to me and now I have to live my life without him.

Things will never be the same.

I'll never get used to the loneliness or the deep ache in my heart. When he was here with me, I felt whole. I felt like I could take on the world. Things didn't seem so hard anymore. With him, I could do anything.

And it was all because he was by my side…

What am I supposed to do now? He walked through that door without even looking back. Even though my heart was screaming and begging for him not to go, he still left. Couldn't he hear my silent plea? Did my tears and anguish mean nothing?

The others have all told me that it was for the best. That he couldn't stay here but I can't accept that! We were friends, brothers and partners! I sacrificed so much for him but in the end, all I got was a broken heart.

When he left, it was like a part of me died. Nothing I did could fill up that void. I tried… I tried so hard to forget about him but I couldn't. He made me who I am today. If it hadn't been for him then I would have never made it this far.

I was only able to make it this far because of his help.

No one understands what I'm going through. It's hard to face life when you're alone. Am I supposed to go back to my old life? The life where I was invisible and people could have cared less whether or not I existed?

Even though I've still got Anzu, Jounouichi, Honda, Bakura, Mokuba and Kaiba, they can't replace him. They'll never be enough nor can they take his place.

I can feel the tears gathering in my eyes but crying won't bring him back. I can scream, shout and beg for him to return all I want but he's gone forever.

Why did it have to end like this?!

I loved him and would have done anything for him. I just wish he were here now. I don't have the strength to keep this farce up any longer. I want to see him again and I want to be near him again.

I can't keep telling the others I'm okay. They're starting to suspect otherwise… I've lost weight and I haven't been sleeping well lately. Clearly, I'm in no condition to go back to the way things used to be…

How can they expect me to just go on with my life knowing that he's gone? He's in the after life and I can't see him. I can't talk to him anymore and I can't confide in him anymore.

He used to listen to anything I said no matter how ridiculous it was. He never judged me and he didn't criticize me either. He knew the real me, knew everything little thing about me.

He actually cried when he lost my soul…

He thought I would be angry with him. That I wouldn't forgive him but how could I blame him for what happened? He was trying so hard to protect me but that seal brought out his darker feelings.

I didn't want him to suffer anymore than he already had. That's why I willingly pushed him out of the way. I never told him but just once I wanted to be of some use to him. If losing my soul meant keeping him safe then I had no problem doing so.

He was and will always be the most important person to me. I just wish I meant more to him than I did. After all, if he truly loved me then he would have stayed. He wouldn't have walked through that door. He wouldn't have ignored my silent pleas or tears.

He was supposed to turn around and promise to find me again one day. He was supposed to dry my tears and tell me to be strong. Remind me that I could carry on without him and yet he did nothing…

He just walked away from me, never once looking back at me. The day he left, time seemed to stop for me. I can never pick up the pieces of my life because he isn't here anymore. When he left, he took my heart with him and for that I can never forgive him.