I went to your funeral today.
It just made everything worse.
Funerals are supposed to bring closure, not more questions.
Why did you leave?
I knew you weren't happy, but I thought you were happy here with me.
Was I not enough?
You told me you loved me.
How could you do this?
I miss you.
We all miss you.
YOU ARE READING
Gone.
Short StoryI loved you but you left me. You left me all alone in this world, but i'll see you again soon. (Written in 2016, just recently found it and decided to post)
