Now there's just one

First there was two, now there's just one. 

I still can't believe, it's I, not we. 

You where my everything, and I became your nothing. 

When I look back, I see love and now loss. What is it that you see? Is it love or loss? Is it habit or regret? Is it anything or is it nothing?

Could I have done more, said more, been more?

When was the time that you decided you where you, and we where through?

There are so many questions now we've parted. 

I only hope that you are happy and healthy. That when you think of us you are able to remember the good times, because there will never be any hate. 

Eight years of love, with a best friend and a mate. Over far too soon, so it's hard not to loom.