Injection Of Happiness

Sunday

I woke up, I'd tell you what time it was, but that was the morning I gave up caring about time. In fact I gave up caring about anything. Reality was back, and the truth was too real to bare. Emily was gone. It was like she was never there. The opposite side of my bed where I believed she was sleeping looked untouched. I searched through my flat she was nowhere to be found. There wasn't a note left, nor did she say anything about leaving early in the morning. I began to question my sanity, was I losing my mind? Was Emily just an illusion in my head? Did my loneliness drive me so far that I created an imaginary friend? Or was she just another dream. I didn't know what to believe, but I knew I was alone again and that's all that really mattered, she was gone. I struggled greatly with her departure, though, when I look back at that experience it did come to benefit me. I took it as a sign to change my life around. That Sunday I quit my job, and it was the best decision I have ever made. I moved out of that god forsaken town, and got a job in journalism. For the first time in my life I have a career that I can honestly say I love. I have myself a dog now to, her names Stephanie, she's a Jack Russell. And the guitar has become a hobby of mine, I'm getting pretty good at playing it, still not quite as good as Emily. My love life remains the same, I tried dating for a while, but the truth is, there's not a woman out there as amazing as Emily. She was the closest I ever got to happiness, I'll never forget her, whatever she was.