Backwards

A simple, heartfelt read about love lost...

The blackest day.
The truthful day.
Sinking.
Consuming.
Rewind it.
Take me backwards to 1996 again.
Full of hope and contentment.
Overflowing with love.
His smile.
His touch.
The warmth I felt when he walked in the door.
Never to return?
I had it, I took it.
I threw it away.
Again I am worth nothing.
They are better off without me.
I am so sorry.
So afraid.