Flash Fiction: The Pier

In my dreams, I see her.

She is waiting at the pier, all hopeful and in love.

I am there to break her heart.

She weeps when I tell her we must part.

Her eyes are filled with longing and despair.

I cannot bring myself to care.

The next day, she was gone.

No one searched for her because I was the only one she had.

Years passed, and she faded in my memory.

I met someone else and went on to marry.

Another year passed, and I met her again in my dreams.

She stood at the pier once more.

She was unhappy that I had forgotten her.

I apologized to her for breaking her heart.

I was naive and young.

She doesn't take my apology.

Every night, she calls to me

Every morning, my sanity further slips away.

I begin to see her during the day.

She promises she will never leave me.

In desperation, I flee.

But she still chases me.

I abandon my family and friends.

But she still finds me in the darkest corners.

One day, I can take it no more.

I scream at her to leave me alone.

She smiles a cruel, hollow smile.

You're already alone, she tells me.

Just like she was when I left.

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