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Nov 2011
4.5
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.
Rosie Wisniewski
Written by
Rosie Wisniewski  Michigan
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