You'd been sitting in your room for days, unsure of what to do. No matter what was offered to you, you just couldn't bring yourself to do it. Everything felt dim, like the world had ditched its vibrancy and left behind an empty shell. And that shell was you, your vibrancy gone. Your soul, your mind, your heart. Your twin. They were the wind under your wings, the music in your ears, the blood in your veins. How could you ever do anything if it was only half of you?

How could you walk when you felt like you only had one foot? Speak when you had half a tongue? Laugh when you understood half the joke? Smile when you had half a mouth? How could someone who's lived with two for so long, ever learn to suddenly be by themselves? Every waking moment, you'd spent with them. No matter what, you'd promised, I know i'll have you.

So what happens when, suddenly, you don't? Well. The answer is - nothing. If I shall not live with two, I shall not live at all.

For how can one mend a broken heart when they can't find the other piece?