Phan - A Broken Box

Epilogue

We're together again now, me and Dan. I lie next to him on Earth, surrounded by dirt and wood, and here I hold his hand.
Our apartment is empty, and there's an old couple living there. I sometimes wonder if they know the story of the two boys who both lived and died there, together.

In no way do I approve of what Phil has done. I had to watch from here as he filled the bath, as he emptied a bottle of pills and fell asleep in the water. I could do nothing.

But at least we can be here together now.

My tumor has gone and and I can move again. I can speak and feel and see all the colour again.

The water in my lungs disappeared, and there's no trace of powdered death in my veins at all.

And our whole story, our beginning and end...

It all happened because of a broken box. A little blue box, of rejection and tears, hidden truths and silent emotions.

The two look at their hands and grin. Forever, really, now.

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Thanks for reading! Sorry if I murdered you. Maybe you'll go to wherever Dan and Phil are, and maybe you'll meet them there.

I'll show myself out.