She left me.
And I didn’t care.
I had better things to do.
Or so I thought at the time.
I didn’t care that she left.
I was too preoccupied with everything else.
She always came second.
So when she left I didn’t care.
I regret that now.
Now when I finally achieved everything I ever wanted I don’t have anyone to share it with.
Because she left.
And I was too selfish to care.
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Categories: flash fiction