Echoes | Phan

Nineteen

I remember it very clearly, you know.

It was straightforward and so painful, like a slap to the face. I was left standing quietly, dumbfounded, trying desperately to formulate a way in my mind that you could possibly deserve this.

Too soon.

It happened so quickly. All the air seemed to have left the room and I was drowning.

And then you were gone.