Gemotions

He stared at the blank screen, the cursor blinking impatiently. The words wouldn’t come. He had a million things to say, but the task was too difficult. He'd lost all motivation. Across the country, she said. Moving, growing, changing. Without him.

He closed the laptop, the sudden silence pressing in. The room, usually a vibrant space of creativity, now felt sterile, empty. The posters on the walls seemed to mock him with their cheerful colors.

He walked over to the window and looked out at the street. The world went on, oblivious to the hole that had opened in his heart.