Seasonal Affective Disorder.

My reason for living is over.

I’ve lost the one I love.

I think I will love her forever.

I saw her  as  my forever.

How long my ‘forever’ can be now is another question.

There always remained a tiny space between us – and I watch as it grew wider. I sat because I could do nothing to glue us together – nothing more than I had done.

She blames me – and maybe she is right.

I was becoming the scape-goat,  anyway………………..