"Ever since the rain I've been living days too slow

Lie around and wait for a heart I used to know

They say that over time there'll be nothing left to lose

But I still can't find the light, I've given all my love to you…

Won't you stay with me?"

-The Rain/Oh Wonder

Three hours later, Aang awoke with a start. He scratched his head, wondering where Katara was. The fight came back to him. He looked out the window, light peaking through.

"Oh no." Aang said to himself, jumping out of bed.

He raced out the door to find the area deserted. The sun was coming up over the hills, a brisk chill running through the Temple.

"Oh no." He repeated. He began searching around, whisper-screaming, "Katara!"

But she was no where to be found. He sat on a rock right outside their room, head in hands. Suddenly, he looked down to find a white piece of paper on the rock next to him. In Katara's handwriting, it said "Aang", in swift characters.

Aang picked up the note and opened it to find two sentences.

"I left to see my father. We're over."

Aang's eyes widened at the brevity and harshness of the note. He sank to his knees, cursing himself repeatedly.

"How could I be so stupid?!" He yelled.

He needed Katara more than anything. And he let her leave. For good. All the years they had together, and he threw it away, just like that. She hated him. No worse, despised him. She needed him, and he wasn't there for her. She was always there for him. And he wasn't there for her. He was a selfish, ignorant, idiot. He didn't deserve her. But Aang told himself he had to be positive. She would come around. Katara would forgive him, and she would come back. Her father would be fine, and the stupid fight would be put behind them.

Aang stood up. All I he could do was hope for the best, that Katara would be back with open arms as soon as possible.

But she never came back.

Aang waited for days.

Each day, becoming more painful than the next.

Suddenly, he realized how hard life was without Katara.

There was no one to wash his clothes, tell him they loved him, give him hope, give him kisses.

It was bleak, lonely, and boring with Katara.

Eventually, the Acolytes started asking questions.

And Aang had to tell them.

"We broke up. She left. She's not coming back." It was hard to say without tears rolling down his cheeks. The Acolytes were appalled. Upset, many of them. Katara was their friend, too. And Aang and Katara were always together, the perfect couple. But not anymore.

Before he left class that day, Penelope stopped him.

"Avatar Aang?" She said timidly.

"Yes?" His voice was still choked and forced.

"Over time, you'll get over it."

Aang looked down at his feet. "I know. But it's going to be very hard. We've been through so much together. We've been inseparable, and being separate is driving me nuts."

"I know. But you'll be okay."

Aang smiled. "Thanks, Penelope. Katara had a really good friend."

Penelope smiled, leaving Aang alone to his thoughts.

He gave all his love to Katara, and now she was gone.

And it was all his fault.