Had I gone too far this time?
Had she left me for the last time?
She was always telling me that she wouldn’t be there when I got home one day.
And this day she wasn’t.
She wasn’t there when I came home.
I waited for a long time before I did anything.
I called the police.
I called her parents.
But none wanted to help.
She had told them she wanted to leave.
That she wanted to get away from me.
So I guess I had gone too far.
Because she was gone.
And she wasn’t coming back.
Not this time.
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Categories: flash fiction