At one time I would have done anything for her.
But now I’m not so sure.
I don’t think I would do anything.
I wouldn’t lift a finger for her these days.
I keep asking myself.
But I can’t come up with a reason.
It’s just something that happened over time.
We grew apart.
We grew angry.
And now I don’t recognize myself, or her, anymore.
We’re not the same we once were.
Not the same people who got married all those years ago.
Back then I would have done anything for her.
Now I’m not so sure.
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Categories: flash fiction