Starring out the window into the trees crawling with death still lingering from winter, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the thoughts that danced in front of her eyes. The feeling that had washed over her was drowning her. And she let it. She let it fill up her lungs, seep into her eyes, and feel out every inch of her bones. It licked her lips and crushed her heart. Her whole body ached. She inhaled a deep, stale breath of air and held it. Rubbing her eyes she slowly let the oxygen turn into Co2 right in front of her. An action she couldn’t see. Just like she couldn’t see when he left her. Oh the beautiful sweet things he had promised her. The beautiful sweet things that had now turned into lies, promises unfulfilled. The pain was a knot in her stomach that she knew would slowly untie itself with time pulling at the ends. Maybe it wont be so hard to say she’s alright. She put on her hat and walked outside, with the wind pulling at her emotions with each brush against her skin.