He had been different since his return to Mexico. You had simply assumed it was due to the sudden change, but as the weeks went on, he remained distant, no longer the man you had loved.

“I’m going out tonight.” He mumbled, sitting beside you on the porch. He had been spending quite a bit of time away from you recently. You couldn’t help but worry.

He stared off into the sky, which was quickly turning from a bluish colour to a pale red. You knew he had moved on from you, it was obvious.