Another suicide scene plays in my head. The music in the background is highly depressing and not helping at all.
I lie down on my bedroom floor thinking.
Fuck! I really need you here right now. I need to know that you're there. So I can roll over and hug you. You can play with my hair and kiss my forehead and rub my back and tell me everything will be ok. And for that moment in time. Everything will be ok.
YOU ARE READING
Into your veins
Random"I'm a disease." He whispered into her neck, "don't let me into your veins, pretty girl." But she never listened. "I'm a sinking ship." She whispered on his lips, "don't let me bring you down." But he never listened. "I need you inside my veins" s...
