We ended up staying more and we just talked while lying on the car's hood.
"I just feel like dying." I whispered.
"Don't say that Sylvia." He looked at me.
"No, I do mean it. I'm the shy girl in the backgrounds with a friend and now she's gone, I've completely faded. I don't talk too much with my parents. I normally stay at home and cry about life. The possibilities. What if she didn't leave? She didn't abandon me? She doesn't talk to me anymore. I'm going crazy. My sanity is held by me talking to myself. That's how depressed I am. And now I'm having doubts of even passing Senior year. I'm so lonely I'm slowly succumbing to the sadness, to my depression. I just want to die."
"Sylvia, listen to me. Life is so much more. You could anything you want to be. Talk to me. I'll listen. I promise."
"The point is you don't understand. People always criticize me. My anti-anxiety pills aren't even working whenever I go to school I just end up freaking out but when you look at me you see nothing, like me. I don't even remember how to laugh."
"You can't forget joy." He smiled to make me guilty.
"The sadness devoured it whole. I can fake one but I find it hard."
"Keep talking I'm listening."
"Why am I even saying this to you?"
"Sylvia, do you see the stars?"
"Of course."
"Bare yourself for me."
"WHAT?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!"
"Strip your soul to me. Let me see who you are. We are just walking galaxies in one universe. We are stars ourselves. We get noticed, we might not but the thing is you shouldn't lose your light, Sylvia. You've just lost it, strip your soul, let me see everything inside of you and I'll look for you, for Sylvia. As long as we exist among these stars, there is no time to waste. As time is only an escape for infinity. "
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The Best Mistake
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