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“Sometimes I still set the table for two by mistake. I say a silent goodbye to you when I leave. And a silent hello when I return. But more terrible than those moments are the ones in which I no longer feel you. And they have been growing in number recently. Suddenly I can’t remember the shape of your ears. Suddenly I manage to complete a crossword puzzle without you. Remove a blockage in the sink drain without you. That’s when I feel an empty space where you used to be. I feel that this entire apartment is a space where we used to be. And if I stay here, I will become trapped in the cobweb of your death that is being spun around me, fated to die an insect’s death.”