I stood alone in the darkness looking up into the stary night sky. The cool breeze blew across me making me shiver. I felt empty, more alone then I could possible imagine. The pulling in my chest seemed to hurt even more with every breath I took. The word *alone* kept playing back and I could not escape from it. It was if my whole life had come before me in a blink of an eye.
I remember looking at him in the hallway watching me, wondering, waiting to hear something he knew I wanted to say. But when I tried, nothing came out. I wanted to say so much but I couldn't. I was to proud to say. I let him walk out, walkout with another woman.