The man sighed looking outside the window the morning sky as a light wind was blowing making the trees shake a bit. Random paperwork was on his wooden office as he was trying to concentrate but it was uselessly. A bunch of crumbled papers were in his iron dumpster. His mind was going trips away from Reality where everything is so dreamy. This job was costing to him his whole life. He sighed again trying to find something under all these papers. In the end, he was a lot content as he found what he was looking for.

A picture

Not a simple picture , a picture of his so precious girlfriend. He was truly in love with her as he was enjoying every second,every moment with her. But this job was driving him insane as he had no time to spend with her. His habits were changed totally as there were countless times that he had lost the sense of time. He had to talk with her since last week. Or not? To tell the truth, he didn't really remember but he was pretty sure that was a quite long time. He was so focused on his work that she didn't receive the presence she really needed and wanted. She was dumped on the trash like the crumbled blurry papers. Different feelings started to appear in his body as he understood for sure that he had neglected one of the most important things in his life. He stood approaching his office's door.

'' I wonder what she is doing..''

the man whispered to himself feeling nervous

Who knew that he will confront an empty cold house?

With slow steps he stepped down the stairs as his mind was still full of the animations he was making. He went to the living room, facing nothing but emptiness. He became more nervous in seconds as his girlfriend was most of the times loud, hearing loud music coming from the speakers or playing video games and screaming. That was something different, something new. Running and running. He was running towards their bedroom jumpy, hoping all the crazy theories were running in his mind were false. He opened their bedroom's door with all his force facing just emptiness, darkness and coldness. His thoughts were right the whole time, he was left but his heart wasn't accepting this. He ran and ran, trying to find a clue that he was not alone, that he was not left when he suddenly stopped and looked at a black frame on a table. There was no photo in the frame but a small yellow, wrinkled note. He took it off the frame and started to read it as his hands were trembling. That time he understood that his brain was right.

'' You left me alone

You didn't care for me

So I'm leavin'

Good luck with your projects

My heart will always belong to you

- y/n ''

The note touched the floor as his hands just let it go. He was an idiot, he let that girl leave with all his memories and all his smiles. He couldn't say that he didn't care because he was really worried about her that time. Tears started streaming down his pale cheeks as he knew his love had run away alone or with someone else. What could he do? It was her decision, his fault. His mind was filled with work but now just her memory was going for a walk in his brain. He was an awful boyfriend, he wasn't there to protect her, listen to her and laugh with her. He was only a memory in her mind, just a dry leaf in autumn. His heart was broken and a black liquid was covering it.

Sadness

His job made him lose all he really had. But was that his decision? Yes, actually it was. He had hopes, wishes with her, he could make them come to life. But it was too late as his dreams were like paper planes burning in the fireplace. He sighed, heading back to his dark office. It was raining and everything was covered with water, even his amber eyes.

Tears

'' What have I done..''

he whispered to himself, waiting for an answer even if he knew that no one will answer.

'' WHAT THE HELL HAVE I DONE!?''

he screamed standing up and punching his wooden desk, furious with himself. His life was destroyed and it was his fault. He realized it and that made him feel worse and more ashamed of himself.

''my fault.. I-It's my FAULT!''

he shouted punching the wet glass of his window crying and sobbing as more drops were hitting it.

But everything now was ending. The show was coming to its end and day became quickly night with all these tears. He was tired and black circles started to appear under his eyes. But he didn't want to sleep. He wanted to find the girl before anything tragic happens.

'' I am so sorry.. so truly sorry..

But I promise, I will make everything be like the way it was on the past

I promise to god, I will find you and make you mine again..''

The voices were screaming that it was his fault in his mind, driving him insane. Would he see again a normal morning? Or this sadness and all these memories would haunt him forever? He had to wait to find the truth.