She broke up with me. Then some time later she said she wanted to get back with me. We talked. We traded our words of love. We made promises for the future. And then in an instant, it was all in vain. In one small paragraph she broke all the promises. Crushed all the love. And gave it to someone else whom she met but only a few weeks ago.

The future held such dream. Our family was only a matter of time. Our lives were to become everything we have ever longed for, staring into the night sky as we begged fate for mercy. This cannot be all there is. Broken promises carried on dead winds. The air is stagnant with the stench of decay. The corpses of my dreams litter my wake. I look to the stars and all I see is blood.