And soon you forget her name, her face and her voice. All the things you did, the places you went and the people you knew, they don’t mean anything anymore. It’s all just faded into the past, like so many other things. Lost.

A dog barks and a siren wails in the distance. But you don’t hear it, not properly anyway. They sound far away, muffled, like you’re deep under water. You don’t react to the sound. You don’t react to much anymore. You don’t smile, or laugh or sing. You work, eat and sleep and repeat the process the next day. You are numb, because if you are numb you don’t feel anything and if you don’t feel anything you can’t feel the throbbing pain caused by the gaping hole in your chest that she left behind.

You don’t think of her, or remember her. You’re still not happy and if you’re honest with yourself, you probably never will be.