If you could take back just one thing, what would it be?

Your love.

Your love.

You can't recall why you let yourself give it away in the first place.

He's dead.

Again.

He's never coming back.

You forgot how much it hurt, to have your heart torn from your chest.

It was gruesome.

You wonder how it must have felt - to die.

Painful. Excruciating.

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OOC: This is an unofficial attempt at muse prompt no. 7, over at 
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