Unhappy Anniversary

The key they’d given me still fit the lock, but the house no longer felt like home. I pushed open the door and stepped through the threshold, a thin layer of dust covered every inch of a place I’d tried so hard to forget. “It's exactly as it's always been” I muttered as I stepped forward, the floorboards creaking under my weight. Memories I've locked away flickered through my mind as I walked through the living room and past the kitchen, I continued to the stairs and down a hallway that led me to a door. I stopped with my shaking hand on the doorknob, a knot welled up in my throat as my vision blurred. Letting go, I stepped away crumbling to the floor as hot tears poured down my face. I don't know how long I stayed like that before I got back to my feet, eyes still burning, tears still staining my cheeks, I swallowed against the lump in my throat with a deep breath I turned from the door "Nothing will bring you back to me" I whimpered then I ran from this place that kept me connected to you, I will fight to forget you. So, I do not have to relive the day you died.