I woke up.
The memories came back like every morning. Police. Fear. Hospital. Despair. Funeral. Emptiness.
A deep emptiness that never left.
I breathed, trying to fill it, to prevent that hole inside of me from consuming me again.
I prepared for my day knowing that tomorrow would be the same, and the next day, and the next.
There was no hope in me anymore, only emptiness.
