Dearest Drabble #1: Empty House

Our house is rather quiet nowadays. Whenever I step downstairs, I hear every little creak of the floorboards underneath me, and the sound of my own dragging footsteps is a burden that I don't think I can bear for much longer. Without you here, it is empty. I know that you probably won't come back, but I remember how much nicer it felt to have your company, your perfect smile to greet me every day. If you so decide, this house will always belong to the both of us. No matter what, you always have a place here with me.