Collateral damage

This is too painful, he said.
His words still ringing in my ear, I watched as he pulled the trigger. His eyes flooded as did my blood. Fallen, I reached out my hand to him. He stood there with his head hung. This is too painful, he said. In the distance I saw a shadow move behind a tree.

I could see time vaporizing into thin air. Life I was promised, taken. I watched as he turned his back and walked away. This is too painful, I could hear him cry. Drops of hope pouring out from my chest in different shades of red, I lay alone.

One last memory of him, please. The final image to end it all. Beautifully filtered in my tears, I watch as he and her, hand-in-hand, walk into what was my promised future.
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