I hated the sight in front of me.
The way they talked, the way they walked,
hand in hand, every minor thing I hate.
They walked down the street towards the parking lot, talking all lovey-dovey.
I was looking for an opportunity.
He told her to wait for him as he took out the car, that was my opportunity, I had to seize it.
I walked out of the shadows and stabbed her.
She fell to the ground before me blood oozing out from the wound
"YES, I killed myself", I whispered
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