Flashback

She’s gone
He whispers to himself
The fear a tight ball in his stomach
The chill erasing his senses

He calls
She doesn’t answer
She always answers
Always

He waits
Hoping she’ll call back
Did he forget?
Did she tell him?

Where can she be?
Panic rising in his throat
Heart racing to its own beat
Cold sweat breaking out

Can this be?
Must it be?
Is it happening?
Again?

Flashbacks
Ghostly memories
Eleven years has passed
It seems like yesterday

She was here
She was fine
So he thought
He was wrong

She’s gone
He whispers
She’s gone

The phone rings…