It's been a month now from the day he walked out of my life.

Going through everything,
mostly by myself..

Yes,
my dear friends were there for me..
But for how long?
They too, have their own problems.


Walking alone in the dark shadows is one of my biggest fear.
But you were once there for me,
holding my hand, stepping through the shadows..



How I wish, that you're still here with me.
I miss you very much..