I will always have a plan in place to protect you.
~writingRo~
Mia
He was gone by the time I woke up, his side of the bed already cold. I lingered under the covers for a few minutes thinking of him, hoping he was okay whenever he was and in whatever he was doing. Then I sat down before slipping out, leaning on the bedhead, running my hands through the curls of my hair before my eyes rested on a note pinned on the bedroom mirror.
My heart skipped a beat, jumping out so fast I almost fell. It was one sentence, but it brightened my day. He had a neat handwriting, I thought, as re-read it again and again until I got tired of staring at the words. It meant a lot to me that he had taken his time to write it, that he had thought of how I would feel when I woke up to find him already gone.
