Gone.

Forgotten sleeping young stone girl laying in green nettles - stock photo

I paused
A moment
A minute
It seemed like an eternity.
My breath intake, shallow.
I gasped
Bewildered
Lost
What could it mean?
How could it be?
The words
They made no sense
How? Why?
You were coming home.
A shot
self-inflicted
dead.

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