I live in a remote area because of my job. An area that has nothing except for a huge factory and some small rooms for the employees. They call it a complex, I call it a cemetery.

Every time I go into my room I feel the emptiness she feels. The small bed right beside the small couch and near the dirty window there is a four-legged green chair but one of the legs is broken so I don't use…

What about the emptiness you left for me? Why didn't you take your absence with you?

You grabbed my hand and I looked at you, you were there, fighting the tears. I looked away and you left, you weren't there, I cried. I woke up into an endless road surrounded by trees. I was scared but you weren't there. I yelled but you weren't there. I woke up again and here I am, looking out of the window to the…