It started to rain heavily...We were at the coffee shop, she was frustrated but I didn't know why. Suddenly she stood up and went outside the door. I tried to convince her to at least stay until it stopped raining, but she wouldn't listen and left in a storm.
I took our things and faster than ever I followed her. I reached her and put an umbrella over her head. I asked what's going on and while she's crying, she took her phone and then put it in my hand.
"there's a picture" she said. I opened the phone and then I saw me with another girl at a party.
"Now explain to me, what's going on". I didn't know what to say, I have no words, so she took her phone, the umbrella, and she ran off from me.
I was alone again...
Can I still call myself a human being? I was drunk at the party, but I had no excuse, I was losing my way by choosing to drink, I just had to be careful of my actions. but I didn't.
I started to walk slowly and going home, I was freezing.
The next day, I woke up early and it's still raining, I didn't know what to do. The time passed slowly and finally I decided to go outside, I was tired, tired of everything.
should I give up? or I should just keep chasing pavements, even if it leads nowhere?
I was at the station waiting the train...
Few minutes later...
"911 what's going on", "there's a person that threw himself towards the train".
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