Why did she leave?
I don’t understand what I did.
Why didn’t she tell me anything?
She just left.
Just like that, no phone call, no letter, nothing.
I came home and she was gone.
And I didn’t understand what I had done.
I didn’t understand why she had left.
I know it must have been something I’ve done.
Or something I’ve said.
But why didn’t she tell me anything?
Why didn’t she call me?
Why didn’t she tell me that she was leaving?
Or thinking about leaving.
I don’t understand.
I sit here in our house and all I can think about is why did she leave?
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Categories: flash fiction