Not sure what happened to us. We were in love once. I sit in the bedroom, the four walls close in on me, and I can’t breathe. There is a strange sound ringing in my ears, I can’t make it out… I slap myself. I realize that it is the sound of me, moaning. My daughter’s toys are strewn over the bed. I pick up a bunny, holding its soft body against my face. It has her smell all over. His smell, too. He has taken her away from me. Now, all I feel is a great sense of loss. Why does he leave me everything else that I don’t care for? And taken away the only one thing that does matter in my life. I’m not sure, really. I lie down and close my eyes. Maybe when I wake up, this will all go away.