This was it, this was the end. I didn’t want to live without her, I couldn’t. I love her so much that living without her is pointless and I won’t do it.
Her funeral came and passed as we said goodbye with tear stained cheeks.
I returned home to find my house empty, I didn’t want to be without her and I was making it happen. No more would I be pain.
I kissed her picture, the last one I had and I slowly dug a knife into my wrist as I felt the blood flow from my body. I was done, I did it and all I had to do was wait for the blood to leave completely and I would be happy, with my girl.
I closed my eyes and whispered to the world, “I loved her and she left me. Nothing is left for me here, Goodbye.”
I felt my body go numb and it was over.
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