Where I Used To Have A Heart

By Saz

Sequel to That Wasn't Me

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There's an empty void where my heart used to be, a void full of confusion and sadness, overwhelming me to the point of exhaustion.

I pull my car over to the shoulder, cutting the engine. I'm in the desert. How far I've travelled I don't know, nor do I care.

I close my eyes, willing the numbness to go away, wanting to gather some perspective on the events of the night.

Exhaustion makes rational thought near impossible, but as I drift off to sleep in the cold of the desert night I find the answers to questions occupying my mind.

~*~ Fin ~*~