I am standing on a cliff. Alone.

I felt the soft, gentle wind around me, whispering songs like a mother’s gentle lullabye. It embraced me and I felt strangely comforted. Safe. Suddenly I remembered that she was not here with me, and the illusion was lost.

I am standing on a cliff. Alone.

I stepped out further into the edge, and I saw white foams forming where the waves crashed into the rocks. The rhythmic pattern was a breathtaking sight. I turned around, wanting to share what I saw to her. She was not there.

I am standing on a cliff. Alone.

It's over.

My girlfriend. The woman that I have been with for almost four years, the woman that I love, has finally decided she has had enough of me. Enough of the fights. Enough of the arguments. Enough of the misunderstandings.

It's as if the whole duration of our relationship has been nothing but memories of less than likable situations.

It's been a month, and still I am unable to face the reality I've been handed.