The Last Shot

From the letter she wrote at the end of her bed.
I heard the words everything she said.
I felt the tears that laid on her now still face.
I reached out, but my memories seemed to be erased.

Nothing but her blood laid on my hands
I knew about her plans
She planned to leave him to stay away
That her love for him was a disgrace.

But leaving him broke her more than she thought
Who knew her love for him will end with the last shot...