A simple headstone.
Fingers traced over the second date, the last day Christian smiled at me.
Not a single clue as to why sat atop the still fresh dirt.
Tell me how. A voiceless thought demanded.
The thief of voices and souls stared coldly back.
Tell me why.
I paid the heaviest price for the answers to those two questions and yet it was still not that simple.
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