Abandoned

She'd been here for three long years with me, standing by my side the whole way. She told me that her ship wasn't repaired yet, and I'd always thought she was lying. Ships never took that long to fix. So when she said that one day she'd be leaving and going home, I hadn't believed her. Thought that she was simply fantasizing a fate she didn't want. Imagining it. How wrong I was.

A few months ago, she came to my door. Told me it was time. That she was finally going to leave this planet. I shrugged, then laughed quietly as she walked away, thinking it was just a joke. One that she'd confess to in the morning and we'd be talking about, laughing together. But that morning she didn't come to my door again, nor show up for school. I went to her house, but it was gone. Her base, disappeared. I panicked, then remembered what she'd said. Leaving, she'd meant it. That was her goodbye to me, and I'd laughed at it.

I haven't gone to school much since then, and haven't contacted My Tallest at all. Most of the time I have stared at the stars, barely bothering to put my disguise on any more. I'd just wonder where she was, why she had to go, and if she'd ever came back. I haven't seen her again yet, but I will keep on wishing, as it is all I can do. Even if I left to go after her, it would be a long, possibly fruitless search. I'd never find her in a Universe as huge as this one. It could take months just to search this galaxy.

As the days go by, I think less about the future, instead reminiscing our short past. The memories are bitter-sweet, ones filled with sorrow that I'll never see her again. I think about the times we'd shelter from the rain together. The times she'd cry in my arms. The time I kissed her on the lips and she slapped me before returning the kiss. I laugh when I think of that. A soft, sad laugh that lasts a mere second, but adds hope to my gloomy existence. I have forgotten about my mission, left it behind, but I dare not tell My Tallest that. I simply stay, wait for her, for she is my everything. Without her, there is nothing for me, and that is why I must believe she will return. If I do not, I will die, simple as that. I will delete my own PAK from the system, then will have to suffer only ten more excruciating minutes.

So here I sit, on the roof of my house, antennae flat against my head as I gaze up. The stars reflect off my eyes, just like they did off hers. Even now I can't quite believe it. I never thought she'd do it. Never thought she'd leave me.