He was always there for me. Never once did he turn his back on me. Even though he would always proclaim to the world that I was too troublesome he would still listen to my idiotic rants. I should have known though, that it wouldn't always be this way.

That one day he would find someone that would listen back. Someone that would make time for him in their life. That would understand just how amazing he is.

I wish I would have had paid more attention to him. I wish I wouldn't have been so stupid in pursuing man, boys, that couldn't even hold a candle to what I now realize I had with him, but no longer do.

He was patient, God he is the most patient man I know, but I should have realized that even he had his limits. That even he wouldn't sit around all his life waiting for me to turn my eyes on him and stop following around childish fantasies.

I look at myself now in the mirror and I feel so lost. He has been gone for almost three months. Three long agonizing months that were made even more unbearable as the rumors began to spread. Rumors that were soon going to become a reality. It is said that he will be returning in a matter of days but he isn't traveling alone.

"I love you Shikamaru." I whisper to the win and hope it carries it to him. Hope with all my heart that it isn't too late after all. That he hasn't fallen for a certain, blonde hair, sand kunoichi.