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Night time...

In the middle of the night, I listen to the rustling of leaves that fight Fall and hang onto the tree branches they grew from. I also hear the wind chimes from someone's balcony and I'm reminded that being alone isn't so bad.

Even though I miss the arms that use to hold me at nights, and would assure me until I fell asleep in his arms. I'm in good company of my two cats, who love me unconditionally and make no real demands. I can still smell his scent on his side of the bed but the cool night wind whisks it away, as if trying to help me forget and move on. In all honesty, I do miss him but I'm also okay and I'm healing and finally starting to move on with my life...