I arrive home as always, exactly at four. I'm met with silence instead of noise. To be expected, he never makes too much noise anyways. I set my bags down and let out a long, heaving sigh, tired beyond belief. "Darling? I'm going to take a nap, wake me when it's six...don't want to sleep too long...thanks!"

Without waiting for a response, I trudge upstairs and collapse on my bed without taking my clothes off. I try not to think about what's going to happen tonight, at 8:00.

When I wake up, it's already dark. I blearily blink myself awake and look at the clock. It reads, in green block letters glowing in the dim light left, "8:23".

I almost scream in pain and fury, but settle for hissing, "Schieße!"

I quickly get dressed and literally fly down the stairs, hurriedly running to his room downstairs. I throw myself down at the nightstand, my heart dropping and my ears not hearing anything other than my strangled breathing.

My eyes blur with tears as I spot the note on the nightstand. He actually did it. He went and LEFT ME.

I try not to scream and throw myself out the window.

How did he not know how much he meant to me? How could he think so horribly about himself?

He brought me light, and I hoped to bring him light back.

Then he goes and tells me he's going to leave.

I stayed calm.

"Whatever's best for you, darling." I let him, but told him I would need to say goodbye first.

I don't think he replied to that, so I took it as a yes.

How fricking HORRIBLE of him to just LEAVE.

WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE.

I start to sob. I can't control it anymore, and there's no one to watch me, right? Well, except Wings... the grey-blue cat comes into the room and looks at me with wise amber eyes. He steps closer and winds his tail around my arm.

I sob harder as I pick up the note with shaking fingers and read through tears.

When I finish, I carefully fold it, trying not to drop it through my fingers and tuck it into the nightstand.

Then I curl up on his bed, sniffing in the last of his comforting scent, and cry some more.

I've memorized the note and repeat it over, and over, and over again...

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I didn't want to hurt you, oh no you didn't know

I can't stay here anymore

I've got to let you go

Saying goodbye, it would've broke you apart

I can't do it anymore

I won't be the one to break your heart

Can you tell me who you are, can you tell me who I am?

I'm a monster dear you know

Oh, but do you understand?

Stay away from me, stray into the light

And I hope you'll never fall

Into the darkness of my night

~I'm Sorry, But We Weren't Compatible In The First Place

A bright, bloom exposed

A plume of fire let go.

A light cancels light.

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I spy from far away, the rarest of flowers about to give bloom. Through my spyglass, I see it there, on the precipice of opening, on the precipice of the crater of a volcano slowly awakening from its hibernation. I watch it with both a coming dread and a fascination. Will I see the flower bloom to life?

Then it does.

It is the brightest shade of purple I have ever seen. Upon it's awakening, it seems to dull the very sun. It takes my breath as it breaks my heart. I take a photo knowing it will never truly capture its glory.

Then the jealous volcano erupts, spewing a fire high into the air, so enraged that the flower spilled her secrets to a mortal like me.

The lava consumed the flower quickly, the moment gone. The bright orange of the molten flame proving to be brighter than that rarest of purple.

The only thing I ever truly saw, that was brighter than the sun.