He woke up to his alarm, turning it off before swinging his legs over the edge of the bed before rubbing his face and getting up. He went into the kitchen, turning on the coffee machine and took out of habit two mugs. When he realized, he put yours back into the cabinet and sighed. Just yesterday you had cooked breakfast together, had had a good morning and felt happy.

But now, after the breakup he just felt empty. He poured himself some coffee once it was done and sipped it black. He stared at the mini coffee bar you had created to make your elaborated coffee drinks. He smiled softly, remembering you making a mess just for a cup of iced coffee. He loved trying your inventions and he was gonna miss you.

He looked down at his watch. 7:45, you were probably boarding that plane. The one that would take you away from him but would make your dreams come true. He couldn't take that away from you. He loved you too much to ask you to stay.