Some days trolling the web I run across a piece of writing that sticks in my head and I can't get it out. A flash fiction story by L. M. Stull called Will anyone miss me when I'm gone? is one of those pieces. That young lady really shook me up.
I have included a link her story and I encourage you to read it first.
This is the response I wrote to her.
My world grew colder when she departed. She was the light which brightened my day though she never knew. Her gaze often fell, unseeing, upon me as she passed. Just another nameless face to a beautiful, delicate flower of a woman. Her warm smiles cast to strangers were always kind, but somehow unable to hide the sadness in her eyes. The hopeful smiles I returned went unnoticed because, out of fear, I kept them inside. I could have held her close and stood with her against her demons. She could have filled the void in my life with her love.
So many times I strolled by the walk leading to her door. So many times I longed to turn and follow that path to its end, and knock. Would she have invited me into her world or sent me away? There was always tomorrow. That would be the day I'd stand up straight and take a chance that someone so special might find a moment for a no one like me. No more tomorrows will there be for me to summon my courage and speak to her. Yellow police tape across the door that once held my dreams is a stark reminder of the emptiness inside, and of questions that will remain forever unanswered. How lonely my heart is now that she's gone.