There was a time when I'd wake up to either your smile or your closed eyes, showing how safe you were in my arms, a kiss on your forehead would cause your face to crease a smile, a man's greatest gift, to have a soul that wishes to reside in his presence for the rest of her days, he cherishes the responsibility of being the pillar of this house, of this home, to make it all worth her while, he smiles as he looks at her one last time, "how grateful I am to be a part of you" he says. He blinks, the smile he once saw now just a pillow, the warmth of her body now just his covers. He rolls on his back and looks to his ceiling. Knowing a piece of him is forever gone....