"Trust your gut they say".

I felt it coming but I chose to ignore it.

Yet here I am.

Left alone, shaken from what just happened.

Dumped.

Breathless, in shock.

Longing for his arms that I won't feel around me anymore.

His shirt, folded on my couch.

His scent is gone.

A sign of this story's end.

My heart is pounding.

Tears running down my cheeks.

With shaky legs I go outside, to look at the stars.

To ask them, why?