Clutching the gun to her chest, her breath ragged and uncontrollable.
Doubling over in anguish.
Memories of him whirling in her mind, dizzying her.
She had to end the heartache, the yearning.
He didn't want her anymore.
It was over. Her reason for living was no more.
She had to end it now.
With a soft smile upon her chapped and torn lips, she pulled the trigger and fell into blissful nothingness.
This is already on my profile... I don't know why I wrote it or why I like it so much, but I thought I'd enter it and see what you think.