Yours truly

As the sun crept through our slightly parted curtains, resting its oddly shaped golden, orange fingers on your face. I woke and made you breakfast, neatly set it in a tray that I place gently next to you. A note tucked neatly next to your head, that held deep passionate words signed:

Yours truly

After a long day at work, I stood preparing all your favourites for dinner. All by;

Yours truly

When you ran a fever or had a bad day. I ran you a warm bath, massaged your feet and kissed you gently. All this let you know I was:

Yours truly

Then oneday I returned home to find fully packed bags waiting at the door. I watched you walk towards me. Your perfume lingering in the air. Your lips stretched in a fine line. Not a word. No emotion. Just a blank face. You handed me letter before disappearing beyound the door, and out of my life. The words of the letter saying so little yet so much. “I’m leavening” I could not understand how my love for you could be returned with such cruelty. And to top it off you signed it :

Yours truly