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7:45pm

That’s when I got the call

I dropped the phone

I couldn’t believe it

“We have your wife”

It was the hospital

Our life flashed before my eyes as I drove

Her hair, shimmering in the sunlight

Her big brown eyes smiling at me after a hard day

Those eyes

I lost myself in them

I was never happier

Now

All that is shattered

My foot on the gas

I speed down the highway

My knuckles white against the dark wheel

My face white against my dark hair

Slamming on the breaks

Running inside

I see her

And I see the doctor

I see the look in his eye

He says the words but I can’t hear

I walk towards her

Tears in my eyes

Laying there still

Deathly still

It’s my baby

My one and only

No more shine to her hair

No more sheen to her skin

I take her in my arms and weep

Her lifeless body stiff against mine

My cries turn to screams

How could this happen?

Why her?

Why not me?

They make me leave

I sign forms

Talk to people I don’t know

It’s all a blur

My life

My love

It’s all gone

I leave

The ride home

It’s raining

My mind is numb

Shock

Walking in

I shut the door

I walk to the bedroom

I see her

Her jewelry

Her clothes

She’s here

Why isn’t she here?

She isn’t here

And never will be again

The rage builds up

My tears begin to fall once more

I wake up the next morning

The mirrors broken

Clothes everywhere

My hand is broken

But, you still aren’t here.

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rosie-wisniewski
American
Published
Nov 19, 2011
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