Daily Prompt: Silence(100wordstory)

The littlest things were the hardest to let go of, it seemed now that every moment was spent struggling not to recall the tiniest pieces of life before.
It wasn’t change that he couldn’t accept, change was easy; it just happened and you either went with it or you get left behind. It was the stagnation that stifled him. The nowhere of no-return.

What had been was gone forever. Where could he go after everything was lost?

He missed her warmth, the house was cold now.

He didn’t even make the funeral. If he didn’t say goodbye, had she left?

via Daily Prompt: Silence



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