Welcome to Flash Fiction Friday and the one hundred and sixtieth piece in this series. This week’s is a 144-worder (made up of 6-word stories!) by Mark K.
True Love Never Dies
“We shared something special,” she said.
A glance, soft smile, not meant.
“Then unpack your bags and stay!”
My throat felt raked by claws.
“Try to accept it’s over, Steve.”
“Can’t believe you don’t love me.”
“You’ll be fine, find someone else.”
“There is no one else for—”
“I can’t. I’m sorry… Don’t beg.”
“I’ve forgiven you. Isn’t that enough?”
“He’s here. I have to go.”
The door closed, my lips trembled.
Sweet silence reigned. She’d left me.
Then diamond tears tracked furrowed cheeks.
That night I cried a monsoon.
I so missed her sugary smile.
And her voice; that angel’s whisper.
Loneliness hurt more than her cheating.
Pretty soon, isolation shape-shifted into rage.
She had to die. Her fault.
One gun, one bullet. Death guaranteed.
I live inside four walls now.
Been told I will do forever.
Will I love again? Never, Ever!
I asked Mark what prompted this piece and he said…