I wake up, she's still gone. 

It's not abandonment. I try not to think it is. 

Truth - she did choose to leave - alone, quietly. 

'Didn’t we pledge to be soulmates for life?' 

I hope she found her paradise, be at peace - finally. 

The peace she said she couldn't find from me, or anybody.

'But must you end it this way?'

'You walk into the sea, but return - stilly... ' 

Every day, since, I'll visit her. 

Every time, before leaving, kneeling beside her resting place, I’ll whisper -

"See you on the other side. Please, wait for me."