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["it's been a long day without you, my friend. and I'll tell you all about it when I see you again" - see you again (ft. charlie puth), wiz khalifa]

By the time I reached home, it was dark. Darker than ever and I was scared to go inside my house. Scared to be alone.

I called my best friend, the third time that day.

"What?" Is how she greeted me.

"I'm scared," I said. That was the only reason I could come up with.

"Of what?" She asked.

"I couldn't possibly know."

"Look, you have to understand. People break up. It hurts. But you're not the only one. People face heartbreak every day. You just learn to pull your shit together."

"I'm sorry," I said, because I could feel how annoyed she was. That's all I said anymore. I felt a constant need to apologise, to let people know that I existed.

"Whatever," She cut the call. I didn't know what to do. Why was my best friend so cold, so distant? I needed someone to tell me what I had done.

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It was too early to sleep. Too early to face the nightmares I knew I would face as soon as I closed my eyes.

I did my homework.

I did Maths, Chemistry, something to help me get my mind off you. I studied for the English test we had next week. I realised how you wouldn't be there for it. And then the thoughts came back, thoughts about you.

How could you possibly expect me to live with the fact that I'd put you in jail?

I wanted the coward way out, wanted to slit my wrists and write you a note.

But how could I possibly die, after you killed all that was left of me, robbed me of all the love I could possibly give?

So I did the only thing I deemed myself capable of at that moment: I fell asleep.

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