I slowly feel his presence fade away, like the darkness when the sun begins to rise. Hope begins to fill my body, I no longer am overwhelmed by the thought of his laugh or the way his body fit mine perfectly. Our bodies like jigsaw puzzle pieces made for each other. I no longer dwell on the fact that he is gone now. My body ached for one little ounce of joy. I needed it. I was submerged in my sadness. If my tears could build up I would be drowning in oceans filled to the brim with tiny droplets of pain that has escaped from my eyed and rolled down my cheeks. I would lie in my bed, wondering what I ever did to make him decide that I was too much. The constant feeling of irrelevance choking me. I needed relief so I let go. I let go, and I moved on like he did. His touch was instantly erased from my body and memory. His entire existence is fading from my mind.