Years of marriage gone in an instant. The love of my life. I’m sitting at the nearest bus stop to home, attempting to get fresh air and process the news. I feel utterly alone that Brenda is gone, lifeless, and a million miles apart from me. I want to hold her and feel her warmth. I want her to comfort me at this time, but I cannot.
When the bus does arrive, I am jolted back into the harsh reality outside my numbed thoughts. My perception of time has not been the same in the last few days. My heart feels like it is crumbling in agonising pain. It used to be whole, but now I feel hollow without my dearest Brenda by my side. I now have a lot of time to think about what my life looks like now that she is forever gone.
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