Time is slowing down. Words are coming out faster. Hands are recoiling. Breath is being pushed out. Lungs are contracting. My world is breaking. I see you leave, one last time. I reach out for you, but all I grab is air. You walk towards the door, turn around. All I see is your face. Disgust is plastered on yours. Sadness is dawning on mine. I messed up. You did the right thing by leaving me. I was a scew up. I ruined my own life, but I will most likely blame it on you. I don't know what I did, but I know I did something. Maybe it was you. I didn't really remember doing anything to hurt you, but you've done plenty. See, here I go. Blaming it all on you. When I shouldn't. I know whose fault it is. I don't want to admit to myself, but I believe I have to. I was terrible.  I didn't realize what you meant to me, until you left me. You really did love me, but I didn't believe it. Never would I believe you. Momma said you were just another boy. Daddy said there was no way I could love you. But deep down inside, I knew I did. I just never acted upon those feelings. Now, it's been more than a year. May 6th would of been our 1 year anniversary. Did you know that? I bet you did.. You always remember dated. Always. You reminded me of our anniversaries. How come we didn't last? WHY did you leave me? WHAT did I do?! I never gave any effort for us.. that's what happened. And now you are gone. And you don't care about me. You've been able to move on. You, somehow, got blessed with that.