The relevance of its existence was a mystery to me. Not like crime T.V , Scooby Doo , or the game Clue. This is internal. The crime scene is inside of me. There are no witnesses. Even the perpetrator is unaware of the damage caused and pain inflicted. Oblivious to another's emotions. I was in love. Full of devotion. Putting plans for our future in motion. One morning without warning. I woke next to a letter in bed. All it said was, GOODBYE!