Pain. A feeling I have grown accustomed to. The feeling that replaced all the love, happiness and wonder. A feeling so foreign yet so close that it hits home. Introductions to this feeling was sudden. It came in the form of a phone call. What was supposed to be a happy day full of reunion and happiness, love and reconnection turned into confusion, hurt, anger and sadness. A whole lot of sadness. Why? I asked myself that question everyday for the past 2 years. 'Everything was going so well, then why?' I mumbled out desperate for answers. 'Why?' 'Where could he be?' We had plans, we had our whole life ahead of us then what happened. I did not even know where he was going. All he left me was a note saying: Wait for me please..... -Ray- Of course the questions remains unanswered. I closed my eyes and blew out a breath. 'One day at a time' I whispered to myself trying to find the courage to get me through the day. I looked over to my left side. His spot. Remains untouched. Cold. Empty like this feeling in my heart. I extend my right hand towards his pillow and grab it, held it close to my chest. Inhaling his scent I smiled a little pretending as if he has his arms around me. Protecting me from the world. From this pain of loneliness. I bury my face more into the muscaline smell of his. My partner. My lover. My best friend. My one and only. I hold the tears at bay, refusing to let a single drop fall. My heart constricts in pain as the painful memory of our last morning flashes in my mind. Asking myself one thing, if his body wasn't found, then where is he? A/N: Stay tuned.All Rights Reserved