I don't understand. I don't know what I did wrong. He left me. Why? What did I do? He left without a word. Just poof. He's gone. I should've... talked to him more. Now I miss him for all he is, every day. Now I think, "Why didn't I interact with him more? Why didn't we do more things together?" "Why did I waste my time, worrying about nothing? Why did I abandon him?" Maybe it was my fault, after all. I miss him. He was the Sun to me, and I was just a sunflower. He helped me thrive. And now he's gone. I don't know what to do without him. Sleepless nights. I can't sleep anymore. I can't hold him in my arms every night and whisper 'I love you, dumbass' anymore. He's gone, and I can't do anything about it.