I felt I needed to know what was wrong.
I thought there was something I could have done to help.
But I know that was foolish of me, to think that way.
I couldn’t help.
There was nothing I could have done that would have made the situation better.
But I thought there was.
For a long time, I thought there was something I could have done.
But sadly I was mistaken.
I couldn’t have done anything.
And now I will have to find a way to live, knowing it was out of my control.
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Categories: flash fiction