When I look at her I can see that she feels forsaken. She never looks me into my eyes. It’s like she sees right trough me... when I try to kiss her she just turns her head away. When we lie in bed, she never touches my side. She just lies there. Quiet and alone.
   She doesn’t cook anymore. I don’t understand. The kitchen used to be her favourite room, now she’s never there.
   I touched her cheek once. She didn’t react. Didn’t even look at me. I felt colt. Like if I hadn’t touched her.
   She can’t see me. She can’t hear me. She can’t feel me.

I want to be with her...
   I wish I had only seen the car coming...