They say when you love someone, you see them everywhere Even in the darkest hell you live in, pink roses begin to bloom. Lavender brushes against your nose, drifting with the wind. Clouds start to look like bows and roses. Dogs seem to smile the way she does when you look at her. The wind hums like distant chimes. Birds chirp softer. Until the love that placed rose-tinted glasses upon your eyes vanishes. Clouds turn dark again, warning of a storm. Not a single flower in sight. Not even the grass glows green. The wind now throws dust into your eyes. And suddenly, there is no trace of her anywhere. As if she never existed.