"Take her to the moon for me, my love." I whispered into the air, staring blankly at nothing. I feel numb, I don't have the energy to feel anything. When can I live again? When can I feel something? When will I care? When will I love, again? Will I ever do? How can I love when my heart has been stolen away from me, and I, I am a willing victim of my suspect. My beloved suspect. Mine. He promised me the world, promised me everything every girl would want to hear. He promised to take me to the moon but now he's with another woman telling her promises he once told me. How can I love again? How?