I was running through the forest at top speed looking for her. She had always loved the wilderness. I finally reached the clearing. That dreaded clearing. But there she was, gun in hand. I screamed her name as loud as my lungs could handle. Nothing. No sound. The loud shot suddenly rang through my ears. She was falling. Her body limp like a rag doll. I ran to her and caught her before she fell. She was gone. No saying goodbye. I sat and cried next to her corpse. I can't believe I said those hateful words to her only hours before this.

"You are trash. Worthless to the world. No one, including me, will ever love you."

But the reality is, I truly do love her. I will to the day I die.


Yet another drabble I wrote the same day as I wrote the previous one.

Seriously. It would be nice if you R&R

-Sa