They say the universe hangs upon nothing, suspended in a cold void. That is the eerie reality of loving you now, knowing you chose to lose yourself in other women.

I am still haunted by our first Angels game together. It wasn’t too hot or too cold, just that blinding sunshine early in the year. We were beautifully drunk, being completely silly, and laughing under an open sky that felt limitless. In that fleeting moment, I truly believed a gravity existed that would bind us forever.

Now, you have shattered that bond, leaving me to drift through the wreckage of your betrayal. That bright day has twisted into a ghost in my mind, a cruel memory of a life violently stolen from me. You left me entirely alone, gasping for air in a place you abandoned for passing shadows.

I am trapped in the echo of us, looking at a stranger who wears the face of the man I loved.

Lanée