Contributor: Richard Tilly

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I didn't believe it.
She wasn't gone.
Someone was playing a prank on me.
She was still here; it was just a prank.
She couldn’t be gone.
Someone was coming to tell me they were playing a prank on me.
A sick prank.
But none ever came.
There was no prank.
She was gone.
And I had to accept she wasn't coming back.
That she was never coming back.


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Richard Tilly is currently a student living in the north of Sweden. He's been writing short fiction and poetry for as long as he can remember.