50 WORDS

She Never Does

A scent.

A voice.

A singular hue of sunset.

Obscure touchstone triggered; suddenly we’re there again,

conversing yet another final time, as if we knew without knowing;

her sweetest robin-songed voice poisoning again, leaving blisters.

Armor shattered, I overflow, caterwaul waterfall, praying she stays this time.

She never does.

Written for The Bad Influence — Fifty Words Challenge #50: Triggered, hosted by Jonica Bradley.

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